6/30/13

Dear (_____)

Dear Summer,

I will walk with the wind on your mind.  And we'll have inside jokes.  The trees never pipe down and I'm okay with it.  They can laugh too.  I'll be there to give you a wink and a nod, Summer.  I'll learn the song you whistle and we'll walk with the wind on our minds.

sincerely,

Mr. Bubblegum

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