Summer Joy

My heart sings a tune of happiness amidst all things great

As it heralds the dawn of a new day that draws nigh

The roses of summer grown on the fence’s main gate

Whilst the birds sing their lovely tunes with a sweet cry.

I love the breath of the flower’s fragrance so strong,

The smell of freshly mowed grass lingering in the air,

As in green pastures I roam and lie therein ever long

Within the flowering bushes and animals so fair.

I will whistle a song of love and purest delight

As I weave along my merry way and explore

With no one and nothing barring my sight

Until my eyes feast on my dear Geordie, whom I adore.

’Tis no wonder the delight of summer days well spent

Are the dearest of times filled with joy, knowing no discontent.