Running through the flowers
In the months of July through May
Can last me many hours and will easily make my day
I love the fiery sun
And the way the trees leisurely sway
So why can't summer be every day?
The popsicles and the lemonade
Make a smile brighten my face
And lounging in the shade is something I embrace
I love the clear blue skies, when nothing is ever gray
So why can't summer be every day?
In the months of July through May
Can last me many hours and will easily make my day
I love the fiery sun
And the way the trees leisurely sway
So why can't summer be every day?
The popsicles and the lemonade
Make a smile brighten my face
And lounging in the shade is something I embrace
I love the clear blue skies, when nothing is ever gray
So why can't summer be every day?




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