May the sun of May wash away All that we have done Who dares do more is none
Springs from the wells of my mind Continue to seek out the happiness Of all mankind
Two foxgloves side by side Igniting in flower, standing tall As one power
How the chaffinch cascades beneath the sky Soft and delicate wings flying so high
Enter this blooming nature of summer… One like no other
by Sam Fawcett
p.s. can you tell that I love summer?
Crackington Haven. Cornwall. UK.
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What makes us human, I believe is becoming to be stamped out. Words are so important, both spoken and on the page. Words make up the most powerful elements of our humanity. So, I'm feeling supersonic, why me why not?
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