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summers with my brother.

by wheresyourheart 3 reviews

Category: Poetry - Rating: G - Genres: Angst,Drama - Published: 2009-04-03 - Updated: 2009-04-04 - 95 words

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also wrote this for english, a while ago...


right now
it's snowed on
and frozen over,
but i think back
to the days
when the lawn was green
and we could lay in it
to warm up.

we would roam the terrain,
sneaking a snack
from the vegetable garden
out back.
it was the middle of june
and we ate strawberries
to our heart's
content.

a cool breeze began, and
the day gave us
one last burst of sunshine---
pink, red, orange---
and we'd laugh
as the hammock swung,
us swatting the buzzing
mosquitoes away.
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