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Dec 2012
April showers bring May flowers,
yes this is true,
but what do Mays’ flower filled days bring?
June.
And what is June to me an you?
June is Summer.
June has that one single day where the bell finally rings,
and you swear you hear angels sing,
but really
its everyone's insane screams.
June is all those wonderful sticky hot days.
Sticky hot days that you can’t possibly seem to get enough of.
June is sunny
sleep overs,
sprinklers,
and
summery goodness.
Summery goodness, how can you explain that vibrant feeling?
I don't think there is a real experience in life
that could equal up to that feeling.
If i had to guess,
It’d be exactly like dancing on a rainbow
It’d be just like flying in a room with a thousand fire flies.
We all know that feeling
of unforgetful, fascinating fun.
Everyday is like a new book, just waiting to be written in.
And every Summer is like a lifetime,
try and look back on one single day,
you know its impossible.
Your mind soon fills with
every other day there has been
and every other day there will be.
Sure, you may have stacks of pictures,
and you may have written in your diary
about that one moment of pure bliss,
or a special kiss.
but those summer days,
no matter how special they may be
could never possible be explained.
and that's what makes those days so special to you.
So, April showers bring May flowers.
Yes this is true,
but what does May bring?
Its way too wondrous to explain.
Hannah Anderson
Written by
Hannah Anderson  Portland, United States
(Portland, United States)   
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