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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