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Summer In My Hometown Summer slips in silently and kisses the South full on the lips, holding it in her passionate embrace.

Large bees buzz lazily around wooden porches while wasps wander through tall blades of grass.

Memorial Day flags fight to stand at attention a week later --- old soldiers in uniform for one last parade.

Old men, young children, and middle aged dogs fill front yards and wave a hand or wag a tail as neighbors stroll down the street.

Flowers on graves in the cemetary bend down in the heat; tiny mourners  dressed in Sunday best.

And if you stand facing just right, you feel the whispered promise of Autumn sneaking through the trees.

Summer i
The Inner Child Where waterfalls are silent,
Yet continue with dancers' grace...
Where unicorns still run at night,
And the moon is a giant pearl in space...
Where the faerie and the leprechaun
Still dance amongst the trees...
Look with the heart, not with the eyes,
And there you will find me.

I am the story your mother told
While sitting by your bed.
I'm every wish you ever wished,
Every dream inside your head.
I am the voice on the wind
That softly whispers your name.
I am the shadow in the corner
That left you not quite the same.

Remember the friend no one could see
That thrilled you as a child?
Remember the movie star you adored;
So gl
Cycle I have seen this pile of dirt and ash before.
I have waited for the blistering winds of a merciless desert
To become the winds of night that caress while coyotes howl.
I have prayed that the wind will not scatter the ashes,
For from them forms a garnet, a blood red gem of royalty.
This will be my home, my mother's womb.
This garnet nestled in a bed of ash will crack and shatter one day
And I will break free, spread my wings, and soar into Heaven.
I will have my moment of glory, my day in the sun,
And like Icarus, I will fly too high, I will fall too far.
They say the brightest flame burns fastest,
So I know my moment will be brief.

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This one was inspired by my sister being pregnant with my newest nephew. I considered drawing in the scales, but then started thinking about how hard scales are (physically, not "hard to draw") and that I wanted him to be a fresh hatchling. I drew in the remains of the eggshell, instead.

Overall, I think I could do better, but I don't think this was bad for having never drawn a dragon before.
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