I love California.
There is nothing like the hot California sun
Shining down, as its rays overwhelm
Trees, now fully covered in green leaves, have their own fun
Lost in oblivion and in their own natural realm
Flowers rise up and soak in the sun
Eagerly blossoming, their petals glistening
Refusing to dance and stun
Carefully showing us the art of refining
Nature basks in summer’s glory
Animals and children refuse to do anything but play and run
Creating their own summer story
To be retold under the bright summer sun
