Friday, August 8, 2014

The Dance of Summer


Come walk with me on a summer day
Up a logging road, a long, long way
Summer leaves are all you can see
So lovely and healthy and green as can be

The grass and ther ferns, the plants close to the ground
The bushes and branches, the trees all around
It's all as green as you're ever seen
Wonderfully, beautifully, brilliantly green

The tall green treetops are ever so high
Almost touching the bright blue sky
Come walk with me in a light summers breeze
And find joy, like sunlight, shifting down through the trees

{Summer, 1997, 90 yrs old, Okie Howie}