Young bird sings sweetly,
Chirps a song of summer days.
I cherish this tune.
Flame red sun rises,
Tearing away the darkness.
I cherish this light.
Lemonade and ice,
Melting the thick heat away.
I cherish this taste.
Sand beneath toes,
Comforting my weary feet.
I cherish this feel.
Fish cooked to delight,
Spiced with delectable herbs.
I cherish this taste.
Moments of pure bliss,
Glorious flashes of joy.
I cherish these days.
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