Sunday, 7 December 2014

summer poem
sizzling red skin burns in the sun.Laying 

on the beach warm sand running through my toes foam rising upon the beach . Sunblock smeared across burning skin.




Rays of sunshine beam down from the heavens above , As it gleams in the middle  of the clear blue sky.


Winter is a good time to sit by the fire but in summer you should hit the ball higher .

Summer,summer,summer  the suns never better the problem is that it doesn't last forever so make the most of it well it lasts


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