Summer Air

Summer the time when love is easy.

where butterflies float on the breezes.

The trees are green and you hear,

the buzzing sounds of the Bee Queen.

The time when childhood is at its purest.

The clean water of the summer rains,

washes over us and makes us feel renewed again.

The air drifting under our noses,

carrying with it the scent of sweet roses.

Sweet love that only last for a fleeting moment.

If only Summer could be put in a bottle.

That the time and memories can be held as a sweet scent,

that you could breathe in whenever your heart desires it.