Summertime means crystal clear skies.Twinkling stars the universe is mine.Flea market booths real treasures...mixed with rare finds. Going to carnivals and daredevil rides.Corndogs,candied apples,cotton candy...being carefree and wild.You lounge then you laugh...you can play all day.Warm sunny days make you...happy and gay.I like all the seasons...winter, spring and fall.But it's summertime's magic...I like most of all.
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Reviews of "Magic of Summer"
Reviewed by Adam Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on June 10, 2003
You seem like a genuinely happy person. It has improved my mood to identify with the ideas in this poem. Thank you.
Adam
Reviewed by Birdie Houston (Reader)
Reviewed on June 9, 2003
Beautiful I can see the images and hear the laughter.....smell the corndogs grand poem !!!
Applauding !!!
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on April 11, 2003
Ah, yes ... the magic of summer! You capture it well. ~Joseph
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