I question not if thrushes sing,
If roses load the air;
Beyond my heart I need not reach
When all is summer there.




Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.



Colored scents that fill the air as drowsy insects hum around in the meadow is the place of secret magic where nature alone renews itself.



Summer secrets keep me breathing
My old routine stopped repeating
And I'll never forget anything
That happened today
The days go by but we don't change
Dear summer, I won't forget you
Walk away but I won't let you
And I'll never forget anything
That happened today
The days go by but we don't change