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Jun 2014
The weather is hot, inside you're not,
Winter is no more.
Days are long, people feeling strong,
Fun you have in store.

The A/C on, when family is gone,
Electric bills do rise.
Turn off the juice, start cutting loose,
Outside there are blue skies.

The days are long, come sing a song,
At last the summer's here,
Clean up the porch, light a torch,
And have ourselves a beer!


Let'***** the beach, and we can reach,
Our skin a golden hue,
Dig in the sand, with my bare hand,
Rainy days I am blue.  

Biking in the park, we'll have a lark,
Riding here and there,
Meeting friends, it all depends,
Which direction you do bare.

Look to the right, he's flying a kite,
A friend from years gone past.
Summer is best, giving you zest,
Reminisce and have a blast!

Let'***** the links, your swing it stinks,
Your buddy doesn't care,
That one fine shot, will hit the spot,
A good time you will share.

Out on a boat, around we'll float,
Let's cast our poles and wait,
Your line is taught, I think you caught,
The big one's on your plate.

Concerts in the park, start after dark,
Bring your favorite date,
Hear the sounds, good mood abounds,
Romance it does await.

Not all fun, work must get done,
The yard it begs for time,
Needs some seed, water and ****,
Fertilize and lime.

Cut and rake, your back will ache,
Stop to have some lunch,
Work is done, time for fun,
Invite friends, let's have brunch!

Baseball season, is the reason,
Some couples get a divorce,
Games every night, causing plight,
Loneliness is the source.

At summers end, this message I send,
The season hurry back,
Winter, spring and fall, keep them all
Next to summer they do lack.

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Paul Morgana
Written by
Paul Morgana  Merrick, NY
(Merrick, NY)   
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