SUMMER'S CHILD

SUMMER'S CHILD

You can see the sparkle in her eyes
and hear her laughter as she goes
out to explore the world in summer;
so full of wonder at a dewy rose.

As quick as a blink of an eye,
my small summer child was gone -
capturing nature's special gifts;
raising her voice in joyful song.

Her toys have all been put away,
for summer has a magic of it's own;
I will cherish the memory of her smile
when summer's gone and she is grown.

Countrymom
2/5/05

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