Goblin Summer Song (69 Words)
God is singing in the summer
Rolling out the leaves of green
Straightening the little weedlings
And spreading every songbird’s wing.
Careful spiders, in their weaving,
Are hanging out the newborn dew
And the clouds just lately sleeping
Are waking up the skies of blue.
Let us sing the summer homeward
Ovallen’s warmth to all who hear
And in summer’s many voices
Feel the warmth of loved ones near.