A short poem about my favourite season. Well, loosely. Just took an old line of mine and added a few more. Some nice thoughts.
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Love summer slumbers in sun blushed jungles,
Or laying on beaches splashed by the sea.
Let’s fly like an eagle,
Way up high.
To soar, then swoop
Down low…
Then float on the ocean,
Go climb those rocks.
Push our way through the forests;
So great to be Free!
Paul Butters
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