Quiet Summer evening alone
As the thoughts wander home
A soft cool breeze blows
And the curtin sways to and fro
Remember the evening stars
And how they twinkled from afar
Summer in the city bakes you dry
But you are refreshed as the sun slips from the sky
Countless summer days in the sun
Remembered as the evening time begun
Freshening sweet cool breezes
Across my face now pleases.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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