Summer Goes
Summer’s
here, summer’s here
And
the beach we all can share,
Don’t
be scared there is no fear
We
can all have a lot of fun here,
Everybody’s
exclaiming “wow!”
At
all the glistening shells.
Summer fun, summer
fun
Catching
fish,
And
having fun
Hot
nights,
Late
nights
Don’t
have any fights.
Summer
kite, summer kite
The
wind blows,
Up
in the sky
Way
up high,
Tugging
on the rope
Is
it coming down? Nope.
The
wind gets my hair,
As
the kite stays up there.
Summer
waves, summer waves
Wipe
the lovely summer away.
Now
its Autumn where the leaves fall,
Brown,
orange, yellow and red
There’s
more wind in my head,
Summer’s
gone.
But
am I sad? No not one bit.
By Samantha Winsloe
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