Love of Summer

The beach has always been a peaceful place
The air hotter and the water colder
many tears roll over her pretty face
I am proud always there as her shoulder
like a red rose in the light of first morn
sitting happily my beautiful girl
Summer never presents more than a thorn
and she loves every single brown curl
but some times a storms coming makes me sad
and some times I cannot help my flower
There is one thing that can undo the bad
something with all the world in its power
Our true love replaces sadness instead
under the sun we will surely be wed

This poem was written/submitted by Ricardo.