Roses are red, violets are blue,
During the cold, dreary months, I only think of you.

The warm, sunny skies have me daydreaming in class,
That the winter, fall and spring seasons could never surpass.

In the morning when I wake, it's a beautiful sunrise,
I see the sun slowly creeping up, and the sky it beautifies.

The oceans at the beach are warmed so perfectly,
Like God Himself put His hand on them tenderly.

I can't comprehend all God has made for me to love,
But I know that He has made it all as I look above.

The flowers in the field show off their vibrant colors,
They go with the wind so swiftly as I watch them in wonder.

During the day, I see the traditions of summer,
And I think to myself, "What could be better?"

Ice cream trucks fill up the streets,
I love the sweet smell of the tasty treats.

Sitting at the pool and seeing the bright reflection
Of the water, and I put on sunscreen for my protection.

Feeling the warmth of the sun on my hair,
While I'm walking around with my feet bare,

Makes me want to lay in the sun all day long
And feel the wind blowing so strong.

At night, the sun slowly creeps back down,
As the beautiful sunset hovers over the town.

I hear the crickets and see the lightning bugs glow,
While I'm on the front porch swing looking over a meadow.

A mildly humid night is a perfect setting
To hear raindrops on a tin roof, so calming.

All of these daydreams lie in my mind,
And they stay where they are confined.

I'm still in my class thinking about these things,
Because I can't wait to see what this summer brings.

Although summer is months and months away,
It's okay to daydream about a beautiful, sunny day.