I sit one pleasant afternoon
beneath my favorite tree
A book upon my lap
Resting on my knee.
Wind blows a gentle breeze
Sweeping against the page
I sigh content and read thus
For a moment I cease to age.
My eyes grow heavy
With the passing of time
The summer sun beats down
And I sleep till nine.
~Summer Green
Thanks soooo much for reading :D
Note: Summer, Autumn, and Winter (the Characters) are all fictional in case you haven't already guessed yet :)
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