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SUMMERTIME BREEZES

SUMMERTIME  BREEZES

Summertime  breezes are coming though my window , The sun is coming up the birds are singing the smell of fresh cut grass from the day before,The sound of train in far of distance, The summertime   breezes are coming though my window as the afternoon sun is shining though my window, The smell of fresh cut roses, The sound of children playing in the park the smell of cook outs ,Summertime  breezes are comeing though my window the  moon and the stars shine though my window the sound of crickets the music from town band the sound of the radio play the game, Summertime breezes 

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Leah Yodico

Hi Greg. I love Summer because I can see smiling faces, bright colored dresses to get rid of dark winter traces!!  But I do not stay under the sun!!  I need an umbrella, 

I stayed  30  years in the tropics, I have enough of the sun. Although,  I should say, it's a good source of vitamine D.

Enjoy the summer 

Leah 

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Greg Etsell

Leah wow sorry for the late response thank you

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Richard Waters

:) Exquisite seasonal write, so enchanting and captivating !

Warmest wishes. 

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Greg Etsell

Richard thank you sorry for the late response

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Greg Etsell

James thank you sorry for the late response

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