Monday, May 30, 2011

Summer Breeze

The summer breeze, the summer breeze;
Oh how I love the summer breeze:
A gentle smile, a quiet song,
A brook which brings my heart along.
The thrill of light, the flow of trees
I long to taste the summer breeze
Like ice cream in the brassy heat,
Or popsicles that children eat.
I toss the leaves across the clouds,
They join the silver twilight's shrouds,
Before the moon begins to rise,
I catch the summer breeze's dyes.

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