Summer Days Poem by Pagan Eisenhauer

Summer Days



when the water has a stride, and the water is clear. when the breeze is light, and the air smells of fresh cut grass. when the branches swing high, and the flowers stand straight. this is when i know the day ahead is going to be bright.

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Pagan Eisenhauer

Pagan Eisenhauer

wisconsin ill
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