The Scarecrow and Summer Fun

Summer comes, so happy and bright, Cornfield shimmering, gold in the light. Green stalks reaching, a sunny embrace, A perfect playground, a wonderful place!

The Scarecrow stands tall, in his patched-up clothes, Waving his arms, wherever the wind blows. Farmer Giles watches, with a smile so wide, His golden cornfields, his joy and his pride.

Chirpy the sparrow, and Robin so bold, Eyeing the corn, a story untold. "Yummy!" cries Robin, "let's sneak a quick treat!" But the Scarecrow sees them, and stamps his two feet!

"Shoo! Shoo!" he hollers, his voice like a creak, "These juicy corn kernels, are not yours to sneak!" He flaps and he flails, a comical sight, Protecting the corn, with all of his might.

But sometimes, when Farmer Giles is away, The Scarecrow relaxes, and starts to just play. He winks at the sun, as it shines warm and high, And dreams of flying, up into the sky!

He dances and twirls, in the shimmering heat, While Robin and Chirpy, plan a corn-eating feat. But the sun gets so strong, he starts feeling quite hot, So he leans on his post, in a sleepy, sweet spot.

But wait, what's that sound? A crisp, breezy sigh, The leaves on the trees, beginning to cry. The air turning cooler, the days getting short, A new season's coming, a brand new resort!

Autumn arrives! In a rustling array, The corn turns to amber, and birds fly away. The Scarecrow stands smiling, his job is now done, Till next summer's sun, and more cornfield fun!