Summer

by Lashay   Jun 9, 2005


The tree's sway and blows the breeze
The sun hit's my skin with glee.
The birds chirp with songs of the heart.
The grass is green again such beauty that
sprouts.
The flowers are all beautiful and have beautiful
scents the aroma is such a wonderful bliss.
The warmness overwhelms my skin.....
The temperature is right
Signs that summer is here

( this is my first time trying something like this so if it isn't the best i would appreciate comments and stuff. Britney)

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