Summer Grass

The sun is shining

The birds are singing

And the smell of fresh

Cut grass on a summer day

Summer grass

As the tall summer grass

Sway in the wind as I

Lay here in the tall grass

I looked up in the sky

I can hear children

Playing hide and go seek

I peek at them in the

Tall grass

Summer grass

The sky is blue

The sun is bright

I’m sitting here in

The park on fresh cut

Grass having fun

In the sun listening

To a lark I hear dog bark

Watching people walk by

People eating picnic lunches

All on summer grass.

Copyright@ Greg Etsell

BIO:

Greg Etsell was born in price Utah.

Now lives in the villages, loves poetry, literature

Music of all kinds, art, and many other things.