I love summer’s early mornings,
I love the early day’s haze.
It promises a sunny afternoon,
And a golden, care-free day.
The blue jay’s on the dogwood,
Are so special to me.
The sit and criticize the world,
And what’s suppose to be.
The hummies are delightful,
They have a special spot.
I love to watch them at the feeder,
They are always in my heart.
The chipmunks always scurry,
They have a job to do.
They have a nest below the lawn,
And many exits, too.
The sun grows bigger and brighter,
A hot day it promises to be.
But I’ll sit here and enjoy the haze,
This time is special to me.