I have many summer plans and wishes,
Like reading a terrible lot of books;
Making a pillow embroidered with fishes,
and sewing a doll with a nice look.
I wish I could make yummy dishes,
Maybe father could teach me—he’s a good cook.
In the summer I am free,
I can get up an hour late.
I can run as fast as a breeze,
I have to do that for it’s my fate.
I can daydream under the leaves;
and watch the clouds pass at their own rate.