Summer Memory
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laurenwallace
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The sun shines hot on my face While a light breeze sweeps my hair lightly across my cheeks.

Summer Memory

The sun shines hot on my face

While a light breeze sweeps my hair lightly across my cheeks.

A sticky popsicle drips down my fingers

While birds sing their songs.

Drip, drip, drip. . .

The garden hose plays a tune

While the flowers jump for joy

As she brings life to their roots.

I notice her eyes are as green as the grass

And her hair is as golden as the sun.

Hum, hum, hum. . .

As she sings the song of summer.

While her little blonde haired,

Sticky fingered girl

Sits admiring her mother.

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