Come swing with me
Under the light of the moon.
We’ll sit side by side
Serenaded by nature’s tune
How lovely it will be
A sweet memory we’ll treasure
As fireflies perform
A great show beyond measure
The wildflowers will dance
A sight to behold
And the tree frogs, they say
Tell great stories of old
The goldfish will jump
From the pond, three by three
As the birds sing a chorus
From the canopy of trees
We’ll rock ever so gently
As crickets lull us to sleep
And dream of warm summer days
And more memories to keep
~Lisa M. Johnson
Under the light of the moon.
We’ll sit side by side
Serenaded by nature’s tune
How lovely it will be
A sweet memory we’ll treasure
As fireflies perform
A great show beyond measure
The wildflowers will dance
A sight to behold
And the tree frogs, they say
Tell great stories of old
The goldfish will jump
From the pond, three by three
As the birds sing a chorus
From the canopy of trees
We’ll rock ever so gently
As crickets lull us to sleep
And dream of warm summer days
And more memories to keep
~Lisa M. Johnson
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