Summertime


Laying in a warm field of green

Or jumping on a trampoline

Sun glasses and bare feet

Holding hands and skipping down the street

Hair tied back and a tanktop

Listening to reggae and hip-hop

Sneaking in really late

The winters cold can surely wait

I don't ever want to miss a beat

Of this beautiful day of summer's heat

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