Where I live, Summer temperatures happen every day
But summer freedoms are limited in the same way
As yours. This short time of fun, joy, memories and
The simple euphoria of walking hand in hand
With new friends, old friends and those in the making
Makes us feel like life is ours, as we start breaking
Barriers of distance, time zones, language and race.
So hello, new friend. With this summer, we erase
Past pain and trials, and a new day face.
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Poetic Repartee
PoetryPoetry.... That silken thread That takes words left unsaid And binds them into magic. Poetry....The way that Creators thrive The thing that makes them feel alive With every thrilling antic.
