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When I Think of Summer

When I think of Summer I think of many things The beauty of a sunny day And all the birds that sing The deepest blue in the sky The puffy white clouds too Bumblebees and the dragonflies Have lots of work to do Sometimes there is a thunderstorm The clouds and sky are dark All the children run on home Leaving no one in the park But then there comes a rainbow And brightens up the day There is a pot of gold at the end Or so some people say Then there comes the sunset The beauty goes beyond compare There is this peace and quiet As night time fills the air Then the world goes to sleep At the end of another day Our deepest hope and wishes Bring more summertime our way Written by: S.Matheson 5/18/2005