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