THIS SUMMERíS DAY
This summerís afternoon,
Shaped feathers float across the sky,
An afternoon full of cloud watching.
The clouds are as fluffy as marshmallows,
a day full of white fluff.
This enchanted night,
The moon is as bright as a torch,
A night full brightness.
This summers day,
The sun is as hot as lava,
A day full of hotness.
Without the clouds it would to bright,
Without the moon the world would be dull,
Without the two, the world would be gloomy.