The Song of Summer

Oh summer days, so bright, so free,

You paint the world with melody.

The golden sun, the skies so blue,

A season fresh, alive, and new.

The fields are dressed in emerald green,

With flowers blooming, a vibrant scene.

The air is warm, the breeze is light,

A whispered kiss from morning to night.

The ocean calls with waves that gleam,

A sparkling dance, a timeless dream.

Barefoot steps on sandy shore,

Where laughter lingers evermore.

The cicadas sing, their rhythmic tune,

Beneath the glow of a lazy noon.

The sunsets blaze in fiery hues,

A masterpiece of reds and blues.

Oh summer, sweet, your moments fly,

Yet in our hearts, they never die.

A fleeting gift, a radiant flame,

Each memory made, you softly claim.