3. Golden

Amidst the golden fields of wheat, A beautiful blonde girl I did meet, Her hair shone like the summer sun, And her smile was as bright as anyone.

In a flowy dress of lightest blue, She danced and twirled like morning dew, Her laughter tinkled like a stream, A perfect vision, or so it seemed.

The summer breeze caressed her hair, As she skipped without any care, The scent of flowers filled the air, And the warmth of the sun was everywhere.

Her eyes were a shade of sea-green, And in them, summer's essence could be seen, A glint of mischief, a spark of joy, A carefree spirit without any ploy.

The day grew longer, but time stood still, As we watched the summer dance with skill, A blonde girl and I, lost in the moment, As summer's magic cast its enchantment.

And when the sun began to set, And the summer day started to forget, The blonde girl bid me farewell, And vanished like a summer spell.

But her memory stayed with me, And in my heart, she'll always be, A symbol of summer's carefree glee, A beautiful blonde girl in summer's spree.