August
You are the crabs, laying by the crystal clear ocean as you hear the gentle waves crashing against the sand
You are the children, smiling for they are freedom
You are the children, splashing in the cool water
You are the delicious, chocolate cake’s being baked by joyful children
You are the blooming flowers beaming in the golden sun
You are the end of my delightful day out of the cage
You are the vanilla ice cream melting in the midday sun
You are the glassy ocean shining like diamonds.
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