Bare Feet Grass Crescendo
My dirty, bare feet in the grass.
School's gone, I'm out of class.
Sitting under tree with some lemonade.
Going down to watch a July parade.
I now know for a fact, that these hazy, lazy days don't pass.
Date: Saturday June 13, 2020
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