Still Summer Melodies Poem by Maria C. Pires Costa

What a glorious morning!
The sun's brightly shining
The trees we see from the window-sill
Don't move, they stand still.
A nice yellow kitten
Amidst the trees hidden
Watches vigilant a swallow
He'd like to follow...

Green bushes well-trimmed
Freshly watered they seemed
To spread their fragrance
We breathe around the space.

From that wooden flute
No longer mute...
A sweet melody can be heard
Enchanting us and every bird.

September,2011