Last Day of Summer.

As I stroll on the village road, to the nearby woods to explore.I could hear the sound of silence, for some yards away.The birds were happily chirping, the ducks were quacking loud.I sat on a bench to write, this poem that's flashing in my head.I heard the sound of trotting, and saw this beautiful black pony.He posed for a picture for me, although he was feeling tired.A robin flew by me, and landed in front of me.It had a friendly look, but flew away as I spoke!All the birds and bees have come, to enjoy the sun like me.On this last day of Summer, what a glorious day it has been!