The Writers' Circle

Summer Days

Lying on the green grass
Watching the clouds float by 
Looking at the birds
Fluttering across the sky

Walking across the shore
The waves crash against the sand
The wind blows through your hair
Your lover gently holds your hand

Dreaming about the days to come
Sitting on a bench in the park 
Being kissed by the sun 
As happy children run 

Laughing and smiling 
On a swing with a friend
Hoping together
That these sweet summer days won't end