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Feb 2015
My Summer love ended
When she left in June
And she left so soon.

The storm came in before
The flower could bloom
And it rained too soon.

A hotel by the beach.
She loved the calm breeze.
She loved the palm trees.

My Summer love left that
Rainy afternoon
And it rained too soon.*

- (A.F)
For the ones that experience
sadness in a time of happiness.

Copyright © 2015 Art Flores.
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Art Flores
Written by
Art Flores  Rosemead, California
(Rosemead, California)   
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   Joseph Schneider
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