Ode to Summer Vacation
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Riding through the hills of rolling grass,
Not a thought on your mind.
Aimless stops and random destinations
Bounce by the windows inside.
Sunrises come and sunsets go,
Ticking away the hours of light.
Meandering walks lead to chance encounters,
Sputtering conversations,
Beaming smiles.





Unpublished work © 2004 Gary Peck. This work is licensed under the
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