Summer sway in the morning yearning.That's my way to freedom calling.
The waterfall telling his secret story.
The bees brings back home our glory.
The chimney that been sleeping forever.
And the smile of my sister and brother.
According to weather.
Summer will stay here forever.
Happy to be home.
Lucky to go slow.
Seeing, absorbing and smelling and touching.
Will make my day with happiness crunchy.
Love it forever...my summer home weather...
Very poetic. I like the line "The waterfall telling his secret story." ;-P
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