Walking through hot gardens
cicadas humming their incoherent melodies
salt water evaporation's
spa for the mind and heart
the gentle strumming of an old island guitar
lost boy perched on a rock
playing along to the insects tunes
a seagull flies overhead
the clover sighs
summer will always dwell inside
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He's all grown up boys and girls, Brady Smith making all of the big kids proud.
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