Dawn shines on the orient hills
Throwing mist into golden frills
Glittering rays playing morning drills
Paving the way for summer’s thrills

Through the valleys wide and fair
Over the hills far and bare
Piping lyrics on the limpid air
Blow the winds of southerly flair

Butter cups in showers yellow
Busy bees of clusters in flow
Bird songs in notes mellow
Bursting the summer to its sparkling glow

With dusty skies on evenings long
With woolly clouds floating along
With setting sun on hours long
Bring the days of summer’s long