Summer

Blazing heat cripples us to nothing
Water is begged to be used
The harsh sun so hot

 

Yet there are smiles around every corner
School is out and the time to have fun is at hand
Freedom rings for the students as they rush out the doors

 

Anger isn't approved here
Only joy is acceptable
'Cause summer is rianing with joy and freedom

This poem is about: 
Our world

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