I love the summer,
When the green trees blow,
And the sound of the wind is whistling in my ears.
I love the grills, and the taste of hamburgers in the afternoon,
The smell of the sweet hay as I drive past the farms with the windows opened,
And hearing the sound of the cows grazing upon the fields.
I love to hear the hooves of the horses
And the sights of the great mountains,
And the dawn of a new day with colors like scented orange
And light pink mixed in.
I love the sight of the great rivers as I canoe
And as I wade through the water.
The minnows tickle my toes.
I love when I jump into a pool,
And the chill water reaches from my nose to the tip of my toes.
Now fall has come,
But I will remember summer.