Wandering through summer

The leaves are waving in the breeze;
The blackbird sings on high.
The sun shines through mysterious clouds,
A skein of geese flies by.

The daylight hours are longer now,
The high point of the year.
The sparrows chirrup in the holly;
Rejoice,now our summer’s here.

More blossom than we’ve seen before
Hangs heavy from each shrub.
Summer air is filled with perfume.
In this is  time of love.

Ripeness we shall see in autumn,
But taste the summer day.
Replete with sun and air and fragrance,
Thank you, we will say