Poem # 10
Summer
Summer is spent in hot humid days
Lazy days surrounded by a foggy haze
As time slips away
Tomorrow is just another day
We lose track to time
As each day meets it rhyme
The lake is time well spent
and night fires are well lit
Lightening bugs surround us all
as we await the approaching Fall
The smell of fresh cut grass
still is a soft place to land our ass
The creeks are a nice retreat
but our nicely tanned skin is no real feat
tan lines and sun glasses
come on and party with the masses
Its the time of year to worship the sun
don't worry about ruining all the fun
running through the sprinklers is what I imagine
also chasing the cloud dragons
Family outings await us all
as we measure up to whose tall
picking black berries
and eating all the wild cherries
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