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My Summertime

Back to the lake; gets easier every year

Living in the moment; no longer any fear

Found a place to be; where I can relax

Enjoy whatever’s happening; nothing from the past

                Sleeping in, sleeping sound

                Sun or wind; rain or shine

                This is where I live

                My summertime

Swinging in the hammock; reading a good book

Going for a walk; down by the brook

Watching birds build a nest; staring at the trees

Clouds rolling overhead; the rustling of the leaves

Ch

Catch up with our talking; catch up with my kids

Think of things coming up or what I want to rid

A place where I don’t think; forget to even talk

Smile and eat; treat myself; I’ve become a rock.  

May 31/26

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