Flowers sweet flowers,
Such pretty flowers,
I could gaze at you,
For hours and hours.
Sunshine bright,
Beaming down,
On this day,
I sit around.
Birds are singing,
Much joy they're bringing,
On this somewhat glorious day,
Contented here in natures arms,
Feeling radiant, bright and gay.
Sky is blue,
There's not a cloud,
I feel I want to sing out loud.
Summertime is here at last,
Enjoy it now,
For time goes fast.
Jayne Louise Davies
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