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Dear
Summer,
Come to me.
I am waiting
for your warm embrace,
to feel you touch my skin
like so many times before,
making me feel young once again.
A mere glimpse of you makes my heart soar,
even knowing that our time will be short.
About the Creator
Randy Baker
Poet, author, essayist.
My Vocal "Top Stories":
* The Breakers Motel * 7 * Holding On * Til Death Do Us Part * The Fisherman
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