The days of summer are hot and dry
scorching the skin all the time
and making the body just to fry
The air waves in stoic silence
and the water plays a disappearing role
The SUN scales the mercury to fly high
and is unable to get control over it after some time
The coolers conditioners decorate the business establishments
and hopes do spring new leaves in order of seasons
Author notes
SULKING WAVES IN SUMMER SHOTS
A contest entry
- Summer by HannahBrookeXD.
470 points, ended May 14, 2007, 15 entries
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Yes, this totally reminds me of summer; it's gorgeous. And stoic was one of my spelling words, so I know what it means!! Sorry, random, but yeah. Thanks for entering and good luck! -Hannah

