Summer Daze Days spent remembering Golden fields of corn, The wind whispering its secrets Amongst its stems. Meadows of green, Crisp and fresh like apples. Chains of daisies around Her neck; Searching the clover For the extra leaf of Good fortune. Breathe deeply, The summer perfume of The hedgerows, Coconut gorse; Butterflies caressing The delicate flower petals. Sun baking down on skin; Daydreams of better times... Till later; Relief of cool tree-limb shade, Away from the scorch Of overhead fire. Summer daze; As dusk approaches, A welcome breeze stirs up Memories of summers long gone.
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