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Summer Flowers in the garden shimmer with rain, Opening up at dawn's early light. Birds begin to chirp back and forth, Singing the notes to a song that bears no name. The air is cool, crisp, and sweet. The breeze making the grass sway and ruffling my hair. I climb up a tree in my backyard, Settling myself down on a branch, book clutched in hand. Soon the sun starts to set, streaking the sky orange and pink. Fireflies to creep out, Dancing and flying about. Glowing and lighting up the dark. Stars twinkle while the moon wanes in the black velvet sky. The campfire crackles and snaps merrily, As my family roasts marshmallows and ea