Flowers waving in the breeze,
a sun-drenched sky, it does please.
A rippling brook across the way.
Oh, what a lovely summer day.
Children splashing at the beach,
a picnic lunch within their reach.
Finding wood and stones and shells
and each one a story tells.
Hammock for a lazy nap
is a beck'ning cozy trap.
We can sway and sleep all day,
pass those summer days away.
Wonderland in Nature's wood,
'neath a tree where we once stood.
A breeze that blows so soft and cool.
Oh, so glad we're out of school.
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