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Finally, summer has arrived.
Fresh green leaves blow in the warm breeze,
as I swim in the pool with eez.
Schools out and there is some fun to be had.
Sometimes good and sometimes bad.
It’s to warm to stay in,
and to hot to stay out. But I can’t just sit here and pout.
Thunderstorms are a bonus, tornadoes are not.
Thank goodness we don’t have hurricanes in Michigan,
that wouldn’t be so hot.
I see hot air balloons in the sky,
but I don’t ever think I would go that high.
Hot dogs and hamburgers being grilled every night,
or a nice picnic would be alright.
Finally, summer has arrived, winter we have all survived.

This post was submitted by Misha Jenzen.

Category: Summer Poems
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