21. Summer Longing
Not just the sun,
It's the memories.
The fun,
The love,
Not just the sun,
It's the memories.
The fun,
The love,
This poem is touching and descriptive. I've written a poem. I am only 11, and I look forward to writing more.
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I looked outside and viewed the trees,
Smelled the summer air,
I felt the warm breeze.
The sun with its golden bars.
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The sun was shining so bright,
having beaten the clouds in fight.
We wanted to go out for fun.
Summer time: when the weather gets hot there's laughter all around. The sun comes out and spreads its warmth for all to see and to enjoy.
The sun is out.
The children scream and shout
All about.