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Christine
Poems
Feb 2010
Summer Breeze
Summer picnic under maple trees
thru brunette wisps
blew the summer breeze
At the table up the hill sat the family
talking of what life was like
to be free
Ran by the lake in a summer dress
never having to stop
never having to rest
Stood at the shore dressed in yellow;
could feel the sand
between delicate toes
Sore eyes looked down at her and saw two
there, at her side
but no one there knew
Gently touched the girl’s hand
so she would come to understand
there would come a time for her too
there would come a time when she grew
There would come a time for the sunrise
and the summer skies too,
but too quick for sore eyes,
too soon
Now she reflects and remembers
what it was like
to be younger
And she wishes
she could feel the summer breeze once more
at that family picnic, down by the shore
Written by
Christine
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