Ode To Shorts Too Short And Sunglasses Too Big
To Never Caring The Time Of Day
And Skin Forever Dark
To The Waves Crashing At My Knees
Mixing With The Sand Between My Toes
To The Sweet Smell Of Fresh Mowed Grass
And The Honeysuckles Growing Across The Fence
To The Days Warm As Roasted Marshmallows
And The Nights We Wish Would Never End
Ode To Summer, To Be Here Again.
To Never Caring The Time Of Day
And Skin Forever Dark
To The Waves Crashing At My Knees
Mixing With The Sand Between My Toes
To The Sweet Smell Of Fresh Mowed Grass
And The Honeysuckles Growing Across The Fence
To The Days Warm As Roasted Marshmallows
And The Nights We Wish Would Never End
Ode To Summer, To Be Here Again.
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