Monday, 15 August 2016

All Most Summer



The frost covers the ground,
In the morning there is not a sound,
Jack frost nipping at your toes,
Watching the ice melt as it goes,
A bright beam screams through the sky,
And letting the warmth in as it starts to fly,
The sun gleaming through the air,
Beautiful trees standing tall and fair,
The hot air runs past my face,
The birds fluttering at a steady pace,
Water drops glisten beneath a ray of light,
Butterflies get ready to take flight,
The bees come out to play,
As they hover to flowers as they may,
The sun starts to go down,
Darkness comes and the world starts to frown,   
Today was a beautiful day,
I can wait for tomorrow to go outside and play.

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