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Summer In the Sun

Yesterday the sun rose slowly Over the lake glimmering glistening, quietly, The calm wind took a wink at the blue jay softly Flying over the fragrant pine trees and allowed the sun to Burn in the summer morning, whispering, recreation sport, let’s play today. The clicking of the gentle waves ruffle the boat’s port side, Loading onto the vessel from the warm wooden dock, Launched us slowly into the azure blue water, With sleepy dreaming heads bobbing above color splashing Forward, outward red, yellow, blue life jackets; and hats. Slow no-wake quietly moving past the watcher, Into the blue water beyond where fish jump, Engine throttling up the only sound, shooting Faster further, the red and yellow tent camp under our Flag beacons, I’ll be here upon your return. Sun water skis upon the feet water underneath motion moving Forward the rope pulls and the boat goes in the Directed direction; yesterday. Summer in the sun thrilling eyes Going to amusement parks hosting family Son, daughter, wife, relative, park comfort Blasting sparks sphere circle color 4th of July Big bangs and our little one’s hands on ears With a smile. Going west State Fair where monster size slide Striped color hosts gunny sack riders With sweetheart and daughter zipping down Together on hills zipping sliding, little one says Some screams on each crest all the way down To waiting loved ones, daddy, who hear from a little mouth Let’s go again. Laughing, wow, the slide is one that’s liked; yesterday. Today the sun rose slowly Beaming another summer morning On the green grass lush and tall stepping with the mower, Rays filtering through the solarium And a new solar month shoots forth a solar flare. Today the sun rose slowly Over the majestic rugged mountains to shine a Summer welcome and to say, come on recreation sport, you’re Still never too old to play, today.

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