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| Photo by Nell Tiller |
Sing a song
of summer
Gliding into
the autumn light.
Long days
melt into night,
Sweet and
sticky as ice cream
Dripping
down the cone.
Sing a song of summer,
Vanishing sand
under our feet;
Cool water retreats
Back to the
sea,
Flowing into
the pink horizon.
Sing a song of summer
Fading like
a flower.
Bees keep
business hours,
While
butterflies dance
To their own
music.
Sing a song of summer
Swaying to a
cricket lullaby.
Sleep under
a ceiling of sky
With dreams
of campfires
Burning into
memory.
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