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summer

May 4, 2016
By lamanta GOLD, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
lamanta GOLD, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
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I can feel the claws of anger
Trigger the frames of my heart
Wishing and waiting
For the beautiful eyes
Of summer


I am engulfed by the cold breeze
Of winter

Like a cut tree about to die
I lay down hopelessly
Whistling my little prayers
To Mother Nature
That she may  give birth to summer


Dear summer
I want no sweeter honey than your arms
I want no comfort more than your hugs.
Like “dandelions” you hold
Wonderful memories
Veiled within

you deserve to be written 

In the "echelons" of legends




 



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