Peach Summer
By Hanna Jones
Cute toothless smiles
Light blond bangs
Trotting on broom horses
The blue birds sang
Sweet joy of laughter floated through the house
Every one was happy even the mouse
Swirly cherry skirts
And frilly white blouses
Were worn by the girls as they played in treehouses
Noisy chatter and giggles
Were heard through the night
That was my peach summer
Before my little sister died
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