By Ovidiu Alexa • Published on 5/3/2025
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In fields of green, where sunbeams play, The longest summer day holds sway.
Sun, a smiley face up high, Watches children skipping by. Flowers, bright in painted rows, Dance along as the warm wind blows.
The sun shines longest, bold and bright, A golden coin in endless light. Kids run wild, a joyful spree, Climbing trees for all to see.
They chase the butterflies so fleet, With tiny, stumbling, sun-kissed feet. They build a fort of hay so tall, And laugh and play until they fall.
The flowers nod, a sleepy sigh, As shadows lengthen in the sky. The sun dips low, a fiery ball, The longest day is nearing fall.
But memories bloom, a vibrant hue, Of summertime joy, forever new. Sweet summertime joy, a happy tune, Beneath the silvery summer moon.
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