The dazzling sun strokes my hair,
Chlorine water in my ear,
the blue wind blows me a kiss,
Things couldn't get better than this.
Ice cream shivering on my tongue,
I've beeen dancing too much now my body's numb,
Flip flops flopping and my smile is big,
Things couldn't get better than this.
The last day of August is sadly coming,
No more sweet summer guitars strumming,
Summer is about to be over,
Why September?
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Author Notes
I took the time to write this poem. I can feel it. You can feel how the girl is enjoying and describing her summer.! :)
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