It is twelve fifteen and the sun is blazing orange!
Hummingbird's on the bloom and the sky is in the lake,
Cream clouds are moving slowly across a baby blue day,
Purple martin is on the wing and children are laughing.
It's just past noon and the butterflies are fluttering,
The deer are running swiftly in the tangled green wood.
It is just past noon and fragrancies are drifting far;
An abundance of wildflowers are abloom in yonder meadow.
It is midday summertime and intense heat is coming on!
Down the path she goes in lipstick eye makeup and rouge,
Coolly she is smiling quite unperturbed by the deluge.