-Sweet Dream-
the surefooted sun smiles upon us
in July evening’s sweet dream
the town’s vagrant morale is up
inspired by the Paris green leaves
the birds fly through the sky of blue
in their packs of five and seven
the refreshing zephyr, making its debut
nurtures us in its heaven
the outdoors’ ever growing screen
offers us relieve from the heat
the lone angel, under the tree
writes of the day from her seat
i take in the august moment
like the aroma of a fine wine
i imbibe the genial landscape
and make it forever mine.
by Michael Fischer
