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Summer's Vacation
February 19, 2013
The suns sourcering sunbeams shot at us straight from the sky,
Leaving the ground as dry as the desert.
Everyone seemed to have scattered across the land, looking for where to go next.
Summoned, was I, to go to the barn,
of which no anumal ever lived,
But I still couldn't bare going the distance to hear about Him...
Often, I thought about running off and finding others,
But, alas, nobody else was insight.
I arrive at the door.
"Creek. Creek," the door says,
And entering,
All eyes fell on me
As my eyes fell on their
Leather brown books.
© Monica L., St. George, UT
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