Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see...
~ Lyle Lovett
Summers can be cruel. They can be scorching. They can be boring. They can cause misery sometimes.
But when you go out of your house
and see these colors of summer, any misery, any boredom evaporates.
Summer is the blue sky above.
Summer is the green grass under your bare feet.
I'm gonna live where the green grass grows
Watchin' my corn pop up in rows
~ Tim McGraw
~ Tim McGraw
Potatoes in blue and green.
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