The Hour Is Now Summer Time

The hour is now summer time And flowing through the lawn High colors in its prime Morning sweet coming dawn Sluggish old dark goes away Into the very unknown Only brightness will now play Inside this little house and town How sweet everyone enjoys Morning sun shining shine No mood or ill temper destroys The feelings that are doing fine You have to give and respect Tastefully morals and take For dark and night shows reject When something like this is awake Play with your fingers let’s fit in Give every hope its true try Look how light a heartily win When you to lows say goodbye How can you be a squirming worm? Act ill-tempered and foolishly Or a twister and a blazing storm When everybody else is carefree