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Summer's Here (La'Tuin)Spring was so long, but I didn't mind, It seemed it would never get here; Watching days go by, through rain and snow And the wind, was rather unkind. Now, as the Spring days, fall well behind, The warm days, finally appear; Summer's for swimming, picnics also, Barbeques, makes it simply divine. Copyright Cynthia Jones June.21/2006 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Send Feedback/Comments |
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