A Summer Poem

Of feathered things

and water wings;

This is what the summer brings

Kick up your feet

relax to the treat

of water's flow so sweet

 

wonders never cease

to release

the worries crease

into summer slumber

with naught to encumber,

but bliss of quiet labour 

lost under veil

of star shine's so pale

to close summer's hot travail.

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A snapshot journey

of a day 

at play

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