Poetry (Day 240): Summer

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Summer

 

Taste of freedom.
School is done.
Twelve years old.
Chewing gum.

New bike.
Down hill run.
Tyres roll.
Quiet hum.

Cool breeze.
Bright sun.
Breathe the sky.
Summer’s come.

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