Running through the Forest, climbing the Trees. Watching the Butterflies, listening to the Bees.
Rolling down the Hills, laughing with my Friends. Laying on the Grass, hoping these days never end.
Bathing in the Sun, watching Clouds go by. Telling stupid jokes, laughing until we cry.
Hiding in the Nettle Bushes, going home covered in bites. With my friends, these were some of my favourite Summer Nights.
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Author:
Jake B (
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