Creative Writing
Friday, February 18, 2011
Sense Of Time Poem
June
June is neon yellow
The color of the sun
June feels like freedom
It sounds like Rascal Flatts
It smells like the ocean and the beach
June tastes like caffeine and sugar
It's just the beginning of Summer
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