Summertime
Summer is a joyous, happy time,
A time when vacations and picnics shine,
A time for romance and long, moon-lit drives,
A time for allergies and breaking out in hives.
Green leaves come out on all of the trees,
Flowers are blooming and gardens are green,
This is the time when ants and bees thrive,
Other insects too, start coming alive.
Birds are singing, bears quit hibernating,
Salmon swim upstream to begin their procreating,
Here they lay their eggs to continue Gods creation
There they will die-thus ends their obligation.
Summer is a beautiful time of the year,
It is enjoyed by birds and bees and deer,
I love the blue sky, the fluffy, white clouds floating by,
Then when Autumn comes, I'll sigh and I'll cry.
"GOOD-BYE!"
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