Summer. My favorite season. I love stepping out of my house to be
greeted by warm fragrant air from the flowers on the trees. I love the
warm thunderstorms that leave the air moist and humid, fresh and
clean. I love the lightening that brings no rain. The sun warms my
face and lulls me to sleep with it. The kids forget about video games
and the cartoon network and remember bicycle races and games of tag.
The sand is hot but the water is inviting. The pants are short; the
days are long. I wait for summer all year. Its sad its so short, and
then its gone. There are only two seasons: summer and waiting for
summer.
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