The sun is perfect and the wind is right,
Still the breeze brings your name,
For another summer, another day.
Memories flood, still, about that day.
Wishingly, I stand, Hoping, I am,
That the year brings you once again,
Again to me, to us, to this, this place.
We celebrate on days long and hot,
Still in our minds, comfort and smooth.
I greet you with a flower in my hand,
And your friendship in my heart., my friend.
Grant me your presence,
For another summer cooled day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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