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I want to hear the blue jays sing,
While i sit outside on the swing,
Sipping nice and fresh hot coffee,
waking up with just the world and me.
I want to watch the hummingbirds,
With their humming sound and no words,
Drinking the sweet red nectar,
As the morning gets brighter.
I want to feel that cool breeze,
Rustling leaves flowing around like a sea,
Brushing through my hair and on my skin,
Doing it over and over again.
I want to smell the moisture,
The fresh bloomings in the air,
Those pretty little buds opening,
For the first time with their colors showing.
I want to taste those sweet lips,
As i lean in with my toes on their tips,
I kiss him on such a sweet summer morning,
The sight, smell, sound, and warmth around us glowing.
Nice poem--"My Perfect Summer Morning Dream." I love the first two lines of the 2nd stanza: "I want to watch the hummingbirds ... humming sound and no words." Very good. I would, however, change the last line (it's up to you though). It is rather long and to maintain the flow of the poem, it might need to be a little shorter.