The July sun made my eyes squint .

    A brisk wind washes my face , 

    As the water swirls in gentle circles 

    from below .

    Beneath the Lilac Canopy , 

    Books are scattered around , 

    As I rested in the shade on the cotton 

    hammock .

    I can hear the olive trees swaying in 

    the breeze, As the mountain's echoed

    a river song in my ears.                      
 
    All the flowers bloomed as the rain shaken

    Chicago stars fell from the sky.

    Serenity as the evening has awakened,

    As the birds chirped and the owl hooted

    giving the faint reminder that Dawn has 

    fallen into Dusk .

    The mini lop rabbit sped into the bushes 

    disappearing out of sight .

    "Goodnight Mr Owl! " and with that I drifted 

     off into sleep .........