11.06.2020.
No price is set on the lavish summer;
June may be had by the poorest comer.
Clinton Scollard
Hello, June,
Come on, you’re welcomed!
The Summer’s spoon
Is big for sun date.
You are a bard,
Who knows a lot of
Amazing sights
And songs. In bottom,
Inside your mind
It's a wizard's mirror.
Queen Summer is right -
You like to gaze or
Dance with small elves
And fun, blossomed flowers.
June, please, be there
Where fairytale lives.
I touch your sense
And find a new reason.
June, we are friends,
On one long season.
Hello, june
© Copyright: Брущенко Алёна Бруна, 2020
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