Summer Quiet

A hint of moisture on your skin,
just a taste of summer wind
You can hear the campfire's spark
Or the distant sound...
of an old dog's bark
You're trusting in a child's knot...
But that cool brook water...hits the spot,
Now charcoal smoke fills the air
Oh its summer, summer
Everywhere...





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