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train- May 2015
A glare of sunshine touches my face
Awaking me from my deep slumber
I yawn, the cool air fills my lungs.
A sweet aroma of syrup fills my nostrils.
It's finally summer.
Just a cool, sweet, and short poem for anyone's enjoyment. I know I'm ready to ditch the backpacks and bring in the pool noodles!

— The End —