Salads and Summertime Cool teas and barren knees Lovin’ lethargic times. Water hoses in late afternoon Somewhere else sand people beach Or some cool in mountain high pines. Heated skies, a few bugs and flies Lazy porch swing nights, Slow lovin’ rovin’ Summertime. Every body wallows in it, Smelling roses and lavender. No bleak thoughts of wintertime. Lurking, lurking, always lurking.
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