The Summer Man

October 22nd, 2005

Silver skies
And balloons
Flying by.
Buttercups
Smell so nice.
“Do you like
Butter?”
Trained to see
Scuttle bugs
In the air.

A day for
The Summer Man.

Entry Filed under: Poetry

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