My Summer Poem by john medlock

i love the warmth of the hot sun on my face
the smell of the barbeques, meat being cooked, sallad all done
kids in the swimming pool shreeking, laughing, screeming with fun
the smell of the flowers and gardens neetly done
the butterflys are feeding of beutifull plants
ladybirds and bumble bee's being buisy as can be
with birds singing beutifull songs hiden amoung the trees
i cant wait for summer and all these things