Summer Time

The bees start to swarm,

And the birds gather in a flock.

The air becomes warm,

And the scorching sun makes crops drop.

The leaves are slowly browning on the trees, 

Above is the bright, sapphire-blue sky.

There is a gentle, pleasantly warm breeze,

But the ground is parched and bone dry.

The clouds change from grey to white.

The days are getting longer,

And the bugs chirp all through the night.

The heat is getting stronger and stronger.

The plants start searching desperately for rain.

The air becomes sticky, humid and scorching.

All the animals start to sweat and complain.

A bushfire begins, burning and torching.

Scorching sun, blazing fires, golden earth.

This is summer.