Summer
Oh how I miss summer
The days warm and long
No reason to wake up early
No school for 3 months long
Oh summer how I wish
you would hurry up and come.
To be able to smell the flowers and the freshly cut grass
And pick wild raspberries in my back yard
Summer how I wish these remaining winter months will fly by fast
I truly hope this summer is better than the last.
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