In the golden arms of the sun, we dance,
Where laughter echoes in the warm breeze,
Fields of green stretch under the sky’s expanse,
Whispering tales of endless seas.

The days unfold like a gentle dream,
With colors painted in vibrant hues,
Nature’s canvas, a radiant gleam,
A symphony of life, old and new.

Children’s voices, a joyous song,
In meadows where wildflowers bloom,
Time lingers, as if it belongs,
In this season’s sweet, fragrant room.

As twilight drapes the evening’s glow,
Stars awaken in the velvet night,
Summer’s breath, a gentle flow,
In dreams carried by moonlit light.