Lazy butterflies in the noonday sun,
In a meadow where there is no one.

Refreshing cider in a clear glass jug,
Recalling wild laughter, a kiss, a hug.

A memory walk in grass and flowers,
And retelling tales in shady bowers.

Summer shadows edging the summer glow-
Reliving the flight of an ebony crow!

Distant and treasured melody of love,
That the heart chooses to daydream of.

Exotic flights of fancy, without an end-
In the avid mind, contrast and blend.

Like the day blue jay came out to play-
And the beautiful orange sun went away!