It is beautiful outside
It doesn’t look quite like summer,
Yet it does in a way
The sky not quite blue,
More of a grayish, light blue type of hue
Our tree is quite beautiful,
It is unlike other trees,
Its leaves hanging down,
Waving gently in the breeze
The ferns and flowers sway softly
In the silent,
The trickling of water,
The only sound heard
It really is beautiful outside,
Today, in the cool and the quiet
