This seems like easy reading …none of that melacholy, world on young shoulders stuff that my younger self favoured

A love unreal

A dream come true

A merge of fantasy

I’ll not rue

A touch of life

Of life’s green hide

A breath of air 

-Sweet summer’s here

© 1994


Okay…hopefully this poem is all about summer…just that …love unreal…dream come true…making me question what my 1994 self was really writing about (I shouldnt be so skeptical, just that based on all the poems I have transcribed so far…hmmm)

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