Summer Vacation
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Etiquetaskhylemaradejesus
The sky is so blue,
not a cloud to be seen.
The Earth is a painting
with every shade of green.
The chirping of birds,
as they gracefully fly by,
amidst the golden hue
of the lustrous sky.
The flowers are so fragrant,
the trees are their shield,
for under the scorching heat
a breeze they should feel.
The voices of children,
as they play in the park.
It is a definite sign,
summer has made its mark
~ Anabela Loureiro
-- would these be the only signs & rhythms of Summer Vacation for Madie?
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