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Title: Summer

by Eniola from Lancashire | in writing, poetry

Summer

The climate hot
The light breeze whispering the season of summer
The sun smiling to the wave of the sea
Giggles of precious one's clashing
With the roaring of the sea
As they cried:
Oh summer sun'
Oh summer sun'
Oh summer sun'

Imagine the thrusting of the wave on your feet
The burning sand of the beach
The noises of hawkers hawking
And red bodies at the mercy of the sun
As the little ones cried:
Oh summer sun'
Oh summer sun'
Oh summer sun'

Imagine the waves racing the shore
The red hot sun glistering on the clearless blue waves
While surfer surfed away
And swimmers raced the shore
And a voice
Calling '
Calling'
Calling'
Calling on their precious ones
Not to yield to the battering
of the sun.

Imagine The mighty tumblense of the sea
Then the gentle whisper of the ancient godess of peace
whispering calmeness to the raging sea'..

Tata''.kuna milwe tuilo
Tu ce ilo we qus lokilo
Tata'..kuna milwe tuilo
Tu de ileo gues lotilo''.

Then the raging anger of the ancient god
Raging'''''
Raging'''''.
Raging''''

Kilo' miuolokilo
'''..Uiltabiloplo''.
Ra'ra'..ra'.
Oiploprara'.ra'ra'..ra'..

Over nothing but a ''..
wacktard surfing on the wrong spot..
the wrong spot''''''
On a wrong day'''.

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