Summer Fling Poem by Laure Howard

Summer Fling



It's not like I thought it would be
arms wide open and runnin to me
hearts runnin rapid on a warm sunny day
hoping my fantasys turn out that way
open fields and a gentle wind
dancin', spinning, and then a bend
evenin' brings those fire flies
until the moon begins to rise
he takes me in his arms you see
but it's not like I thought it would be

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