Days are long and hot Trying to repair the fan Summer has arrived

Leaves fly in the wind There are no birds to be seen A storm is coming.

Cold days are coming Most birds are hibernating Prepare for winter

Dew drops on the grass Birds trilling their lively songs Of new beginning

There is a slight breeze Leaves fall like colorful rain Trees sway like dancers

So many trees here Some standing strong and tall Others slim and frail

Birds perch on the trees Flying through the bright blue sky Chirping their beautiful songs