summer

the lawn mower's making
that lawn mower sound
of metal blades turning
around and around
all over the suburbs
that's all you hear
summer is near

the ice cream truck
is playing my song
the neighborhood children
are singing along
with sticks in their hand
and bare skin for sunning
summer is coming

          spring has come
          and so have I
          to stare into
          the open sky

the air is clear
and the sky is blue
it's almost here
and it's waiting for you
for once, you're happy
to be alive
summer has arrived