The sand was hot beneath my feet,
I didn’t care, I welcomed the heat.
Me and Summer are like one,
I love the warmth of the sun.
Winter is gone, I am so glad,
Though in Spring, I can be sad.
School and snow are both such bores,
In the summer, I don’t mind my chores.
I’d rather dig a garden in the sun,
Than shovel snow when it’s minus one.
Summer is the time for me,
The only time I feel free.
I can lay on the beach all day long,
And listen to the ocean’s song.
The ocean song fills my mind,
Allowing me to unwind.
If I need to cool my skin,
I race to the sea and jump in.
With all I’ve said I need no reasons,
To say Summer is the best of seasons.
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