A Girl In Summertime
I met a girl in summertime,
She had summer colored skin.
It was on that fateful night,
That my life finally could begin.
Her eyes sparkled like precious gems
They glowed deep and bright,
She illuminated the heavens,
Even on the darkest night.
When this angel came into my life,
I was finally able to restfully sleep.
She was the yin to my yang,
That made my life complete.
Copyright © Steve Crismond | Year Posted 2015
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