Summer

I love winter,
I love spring,
I love summer,
I love fall,
But, the most of all, I love is summer.
Summer means a lot to me,
A time to do things all at once,
To be outside,to play something,
Go to camp to swim and tan.
Fun you have through out the summer,
But though it ends and goes away,
We then again wait it to come,
For summer season to begin,
So, once again we had lots fun.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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