I like the way Summer wears freedom-
a white hammock lazily sways
by a babbling creek
sunshine dances between
green leaves
golden skin peeks through
a flowy sundress
and wildflowers
everywhere
belong to
no one.
I like the way Summer wears freedom-
a white hammock lazily sways
by a babbling creek
sunshine dances between
green leaves
golden skin peeks through
a flowy sundress
and wildflowers
everywhere
belong to
no one.