Cold and freshDive right inNothing quite as sweet-- Nothing as summer As watermelon!

The great old oak holdsArms spread for nesting birds overheadAnd squirrel's retreat.He blesses us with Shade plus, in fall, an orange parade, Acorns mark the beat.Hospitable friendSwinging happy children singing aloftOn ropes and wooden seat.

Little fingersLittle girlCountingThinkingWorkingPlaying Learning.