Summer Burning

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Summer burning bright,

Undaunted by the night.

Shining in the fields of wheat,

Palpable in the warming heat.

 

A golden globe hung in the sky,

Summer burning bright,

Undaunted by the night.

Shining in the fields of wheat,

Palpable in the warming heat.

 

A golden globe hung in the sky,

The universe's beautiful eye.

Sun blinks and stares,

Her gaze bouncing about like a bear.

 

She turns her face to the earth,

Understanding what its life is worth.

Her pretty hair hangs in a curtain,

Keeping life safe and certain.