Bare Feet

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Summer sand and heat will rise,

school was out and no surprise.

We dropped our books in the door,
kicked off our shoes to go explore.
Sand spurs caught us as we ran
in the weeded fields or in the sand.
It never mattered we played all day
the heated storms would start to sway.
Huddled under the porch we would wait,
lemonade in hand for the storm to abate.
But, never once did we think about
putting on shoes, cause school was out.
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