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Sweet Summer Sonnet
Each day is time for new thanksgiving.
Lengthen life; enhance your living.
Vigor renews, or so it seems
When reveries are more than dreams.
Joy is simple and often cheap:
Leap in fields; then picnic and sleep;
Chase fireflies and dance with moonbeams-
Summer reveries more than dreams.
Cuddle at drive-ins; go to a beach.
To friends and family arms outreach.
Tilt-a-whirl and grab some ice creams.
Make your reveries more than dreams.
Each day is time for new thanksgiving-
Sweet summer reveries more than dreams.
© 2002, Andrea Dietrich
Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world.
~Ada Louise Huxtable
On February 7, 1964, the day that The Beatles arrived at New York's Kennedy Airport for their first appearance on The Ed Sullivan Show, Baskin Robbins stocked a flavor called Beatle Nut.
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