The first light of a new day
Near in the middle of June
Even the mating birds song
Is muffled in a softer tune

Bright promise of summer day
Still hidden away will stay
Cloudy skies laden with grey
Misty fog out over the bay

Wind is calm and a little chill
Even the distant church bell
Muted by a heavy air so still
Rings the entire town in a spell

The long drought is finally over
The dust is washed from the earth
Looking out over fields of clover
Softly falls the rain giving birth