Did you ever stop to listen to the sounds of summer coming once more?
To the beautiful hymn Mom is singing as she works at some chore?
Or the sound of children’s laughter? It’s vacation time from school!
who with friends and neighbours are having fun in the backyard pool.
A summer breeze makes the leaves flutter as we sit under the tree for shade.
We can hear the birds feeding their young in nests newly made.
Now and again we hear a tractor. A busy farmer gets little rest.
From dawn to dusk his work goes on and he thanks God for being so blessed.
A nostalgic sound is the squeak in the swing. (Dad will oil it some day!)
But that squeak has lulled many a child to sleep, tired out from their play.
The swing never did get oiled. God called my love to His home above
But I know every time we sit in the swing he smiles down on us with love.
Someone is mowing the lawn now the heat of the day is past,
And Mom sits stringing beans for our evening repast!
The aromas from the barbeque are a delight to the senses,
And soon plates are filled with mouth-watering food, and blessings the cook dispenses.
The sound of crickets and croaking of frogs as daylight starts to wane
Are a fitting echo to counting our blessings (like the old refrain!)
With a brief summer shower to cool the air and a beautiful rainbow forming an arc
What a wonderful way to end your day, with the sounds that echo in your heart.
~ Lucy Chalmers
