Warm breezes blowing
Throughout the summer wind.
Trees swaying to and fro
Altogether seem to blend.

Children playing in the pools
With mothers watching close.
As if their fragileness
Is that of the petals on a rose.

Teenagers going everywhere
Jobs, parties, and friends.
Hoping their times together
Will never come to an end.

Their parents watch over them
Wanting all their dreams to come true.
Knowing that one day
There will be nothing more they can do.

Like the trees in the summer
Blowing in the wind.
The world will show them in the end
In perfect harmony everyone blends.