Waking up with the hopes of summer fun
Raindrops dash it before it’s begun.
Booming clashes, thunder bashes
It’s all it seems to do.
Leaves one with the summer time blues.
Needed But Not Really
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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