Summer

Summer is when it's hot. No source of cool water in sight. Yet still so prettty. Flowers standing as if in a crowd, so many colors! There is a patch of flowers, oh look, they're red, white, and blue. Green grass everywhere, people playing in parks, going on a vacation, the summer season has spread everywhere. It's not a disease. No it's not. It's a parade, marching through every street. I guess it's to cold for a parade to go to Antarctica.