An English Summer
blackbirds sqwark.
hungry magpies try their luck
where pigeons coo;
children's voices echo long
on imagination's highway;
leather sounds on willow,
outfielders idly doze
spectators quietly clap ;
and sleepy snores
sounds the days away.
Inspired by Laura's contest
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