When you say summer, I see sunshine, heat, bare feet on cool flooring; I picture the comfort of darkness from shut blinds; I picture the struggles from not knowing what to wear because it’s too hot; I see big open books with loose pages - even bookbinding can melt in the heat; I picture naps at inopportune times, fresh fruit and refreshing water.
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74 — When you say Summer, I ...
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When you say summer, I see sunshine, heat, bare feet on cool flooring; I picture the comfort of darkness from shut blinds; I picture the struggles from not knowing what to wear because it’s too hot; I see big open books with loose pages - even bookbinding can melt in the heat; I picture naps at inopportune times, fresh fruit and refreshing water.