Ode to Summer Days
Oh summer days, thy laughter, children playing,
Thee, from whom sorrows fly and joys blossom,
Are singing, like angels with smiling eyes gleaming,
Savory sweetness released before autumn,
Prevalent giggles multiplied in thee,
Who coloreth each new day bright and gladsome.
Delightful squeals, escape young souls and float
Upon the wings of heaven carried dreams
Forever singing songs...
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