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By Arlene Nayak

The ocean breeze blows through my hair

The sand stretches for miles before meeting

the cool water.

The waves crash against the shore

The sun sets, painting the sky a beautiful orange and pink.

Boats sail across the endless sea

Palm trees sway side to side

Dolphins leap out of the water

People wade in the ocean.

I sit in the sand and watch the last bit

of the sunlight fade away, like a match’s

burning flame has finally gone out.

I think about summer, and right then

and there, I realize the true meaning

of summer.

It means that God has planted a seed

Of happiness that is summer

That seed grows into a huge plant that touches the hearts of millions.

By Arlene Nayak

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