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March 22, 2006
Original Sonnet
The air hangs heavy like a cloak over town
The smells and sounds of summer are now here
Barbequeing, children playing outside
Men on motorcycles taking a ride
Women in gardens, happy to work hard
Carnivals, parades, lots of excitement,
a celebration of life for us all
We can only hope this time will go slow
but like all good things, it must come to end.
The wind starts to blow and sun sets early
Leaves begin to fade away so quickly
And children will get the “back-to-school blues.”
Parents rejoice but hate raking the leaves
Anxiously we await the next summer.
Posted by ErinWaite at March 22, 2006 03:24 PM