Sunday Summer comes anew
Clear sky and the sun's at peak
All bright and high says you
Children running towards the creek.
Waltzing breeze rounded there
The ripe, sweet and bitter share
Green grass and flower plumps
Dampen your foot with dew-drops.
Over here with the Fairy Queen
Singing elves and winged rubies
Welcome my warm Summer Sun
Well, come on! Let's have fun
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Pen and Paper
PoetryCollection of varieties of poems. I'll be sharing poems that I've written over the years. It consists of varieties of genres and topics.
