My Summer Poem

 Summer

In summer, I can smell the wonderful meat sizzling on the BBQ.

It is as hot as an Australian desert.

I can feel the bright sun shining down on my shoulders.

I can hear the beautiful birds chirping as they fly around the cloudless sky.

I can see some beautiful flowers in my garden.

I can taste the fresh summer air in a little breeze.

The grass is lime green with little dry spots from the burning hot sun.