Dew glistens on the grass
and on the spider webs in between the blades.
I stand under the shade of a cloud
as it drifts across the blue sky.
A yellow butterfly floats by,
while bees buzz from flower to flower.
I listen to the constant chirps of crickets
and a small frog leaps out of nowhere
onto the hot pavement of my driveway.
I gaze at the grass
as it sways in the breeze,
I wish it could last forever.