As the
breeze softly
Washes away
our worries
Freeing up
our time
Our minds
have escaped
The cold
No more
frozen paradise
Burnt orange
smears
The skyline
As birds in
flight
Freedom is a
right
Tinted leaves
Shifting through
the
Soft air
Walking passers
by
Show they
care
Tested them
Feeling them
A single
kiss
Pressed against
her cheek
She turns to
smile
He returns a
flower
In response
They are
living a life
Building a
house
Like a deck
of cards
That slowly
form together
Summer time
happiness
Glorious weather
Mesmerising volumes
Of yellow
seeded fields
Backdrop of
green
An artist
brush
Captures a
scene
Strawberries
touch
Thirsty lips
No calories
on
These hips
Dusted pathways
Guide us
home
Summer time
Is a
wonderful rhyme
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