Out my window, I see golden tomorrow coming,
trailing varied colors, as the bees are humming
People flitter past, in the sunshine of their lives
Hummingbirds hover in air, when beauty arrives.
Out my window, there is scent of summer spice;
And vast blue and jade is clashing, so very nice!
And azure sweetheart songs are forever playing
like silver light of a crescent moon, ever staying.
Out my window, there is warm wind in red roses
and yesterday's recall lies in hues, as day closes.