Song for a Lazy Day

I suppose it's time for a real Summer poem, so here you go. I'm not quite sure about the third verse; it breaks the meter of the poem, but it is meant to give it a pausing, wandering feel, as if the reader were taking a short detour off the beaten path.


Song for a Lazy Day

The days slip by,
unnoticed, unhurried,
and everyone is walking slow,

so take your time
and try not to worry;
just let the little things go,

while the sun
lingers on,
as the wind plays a lazy song,

and I’m happy
just sitting here,
watching the apple trees grow.