Summer Sneeze.

The trees sway gently in the summer breeze.
Atishoo, pardon me the high pollen count makes my sensitive nose sneeze.
Wildlife congregates around the fresh water lake.
From it their thirsty mouths fresh water does take.
The sun shines hotter than a desert sun.
Up a tall slender tree a red squirrel does quickly run.
Elderly couples walk hand in hand.
A solo trumpeter plays loudly in the park bandstand.
Children play and energetically have fun.
On a park bench alone sits a praying nun.
Young lovers kiss and tenderly hug.
A hiding hole for its nuts a red squirrel has dug.
Atishoo, again pardon me as i hay feverly sneeze.
I tread carefully as i walk past a nest of busy honey bees.
Sky above so summerly blue.
And to you all i say goodbye and Atishoo.