Strolling

The petals of a daisy, so small and pure & white
The fragrance of a flower, that drifts on through the night
The brightness of the sun, up in the deep blue sky
The breeze of an open shore, as you're walking by
The calm & glistening waters,the smell of fresh sea air
The silence of the birds in flight, do they have a care?
And when the day is over, and the sun is but a haze
I'll look to God and thank Him, for these summer days