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Today, I was reading through some of my old blog posts.
I came across this poem that I wrote last year.
There is just something about summer time……
Summertime Memories
Front porches, tree lined streets,
hometown parades, ice cream treats.
Lightning bugs, stars at night,
running barefoot, tea on ice.
Shucking corn, bumblebees
curtains blowing in the breeze.
Lemonade, country roads,
windows down, lawns need mowed.
Just washed linens smell like sun,
staying up late, having fun.
Coke in a bottle, feet in the sand,
old friendships, lots of plans.
Dawn Gibson
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