Summer
Heat
is the first sensation I feel.
Like a mother's touch
it comforts me
it soothes me
it keeps me warm.
Like a father's hand,
this heat is strong
it knows best
and can't be wrong.
Like a child's smile
it calms your mind
and relaxes your soul.
Summer time heat
is joyful and good.
Come on outside
play with your friends
and hope alongside me
that summer never ends.
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