In fields where daisies dance and sway,
The sun spills gold on every day.
Warmth cradles earth in tender grace,
As nature’s joy fills every space.

The azure sky, a canvas wide,
Where clouds like ships in silence glide.
Birds weave their songs through gentle breeze,
A symphony in rustling leaves.

Under the shade of ancient trees,
Time slows to match the humming bees.
Children’s laughter, free and bright,
Echoes through the fading light.

As twilight paints the world in hues,
A gentle calm the night renews.
Stars emerge in silent, soft array,
To bid farewell to summer’s day.