hottend days
as the ice cream
melts in littles hands
flip flops
against the rapid ocean shores
bathing suit shopping
with lovely moms.
the happy smiles
that spread so fast
familes joined together
as a jointed soul
loving thses days
but they must, come to an end.
thank you summer,
for this happy statement.
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