The summer sun hover
In the midday hour
Over my head;
Blazing hot and red.
I made a retreat
From the midsummer heat
Under a shady tree
With birds singing sweet.
Seeing buildings soar
In multitudinous horde;
I wish for more trees
To be within my reach.
I rested on a cot
With a book I had brought
Leaves murmured sweet
In a most splendid dream!
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Sitting in the shade of a tree and poring over a book of absorbing interest and listening to the twitter of birds and the murmur of leaves is heaven! Enjoyed your summer retreat and your pastime!