Beneath the golden sun, we dance,
In fields where daisies chance,
To whisper secrets of the breeze,
And sway with ease among the trees.

The waves caress the sandy shore,
A lullaby forevermore,
While seagulls call in joyous flight,
Embracing warmth, embracing light.

The twilight paints the sky with hues,
Of purples, pinks, and tender blues,
As fireflies begin their show,
In the soft summer’s glow.

Underneath the starlit dome,
We find a place to call our home,
In summer’s gentle, loving arms,
Where life is full of simple charms.