The warm summer breeze,
Caresses gently, over sandy dunes,
Always such a lively space,
With festive afternoon tunes,
The hummingbird claims this oasis,
Drawing nectar from the bloom,
Flowers are a radiant vision,
Underneath the sun's warm loom,
The cacti stand with resilience,
Their silhouettes sharp and tall,
Endless stretches of desert sand,
Beneath the sunlit sprawl,
The swift fox darts about,
Chasing its elusive dreams,
The dunes sing tales of old,
Basking in golden beams,
And many children after us,
Will play upon this sand,
The deserts have their own allure,
In this sun-kissed, wondrous land.
