Summer come to me

April 6, 2012
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Summer come to me!
I miss your baby blue breeze
Your gentle grasp of trees
The sun bakes us alive
But I swear I don’t mind
Cause I’m wearing shorts and baby tees
Just one time of my life
When I want to go outside
With flops flipping and campers singing
Summer come to me!
I’ll be waiting on my knees
For the sunny days
That come so rarely..

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