Summer is in


it is the season for harvesting,
time is after spring,
flowers growing grass is green,
planting my love in a seed,
how can I get pass this date,
I can see no other way,
fresh freshness blows away,
leaves are still in their place,
falling down in my arms,
all we do is watch for sorms,
the weather is good but not beter than
love,
for the summer the sun is up,
swiming in a ocean full of fish,
summer is in yes it is,

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