Poem: Summer Breeze

One Summer early Morn

Birds were singing a lullaby song

Tweeting together in sweet Harmony

Walking together hand in hand

River flowing down the Stream

Hoping it’s not a dream

Both of us with a great big smile

Picnic packed just hope I stay on track

Little breeze blowing softly by

Meeting people saying hi

There’s not a cloud in the sky

Having Coffee and scones as a treat

It’s a thing you can’t beat

Getting to know each other’s habits likes and woes

One way to keep it flowing

Not wanting it to end

Starting of as just good friends

Each day as it comes

Wanting it to progress nice and slow

Praying I don’t blow it

That would be my perfect summer’s day


Stephen Browne

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