Summer Morn

I love the sun as it falls though the trees
And sprinkles the patterns of the lacy leaves;
I love the clear and still cool air
While the sun climbs up its golden stair.

I love the songs of the birds on high,
As they dart to and fro in a cloudless sky.
It's this morning in summer with no price or fee
For it all costs nothing to you and me.

Eternal Destiny    6/30/48