As the warm months of Summer approach,
I dream of long Summer nights, the hot sun sets low in the sky.
A soft breeze cools the warm night air.
As I drive down the dusty country road,
fields of corn sway in the late day breeze,
insects flit in and out of the rows in earnest.
The last light of the day falls below the horizon.
The sky turns a pale pink hue as another day draws to a close.