Heartfelt Summer

The crisp Summer breeze

Always puts me at ease.

The leaves will rustle,

The cities will bustle.

The children all play

But I'll be here in May.

To see a promise through,

To see how much you grew.

Will you also be here?

Do you hold me dear?

These thoughts I wonder

Makes this heart grow fonder

But here I will be

Waiting for you and me.

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