Everyday Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

The Original Tom Maxwell

The Original Tom Maxwell

East St. Louis Illinois /now in Junction city, or Belleville, Illinois

Everyday



The rain keeps a pouring,
The grass keep's a growing,
Seems like, I'm mowing,
Every day.

The humidity keeps rising,
The sun keeps shining,
I sweat more liquids out,
Every day.

Each day gets longer,
As the plants get stronger,
Reaching towards the sun,
Everyday.

Summertime is here,
Which I love so dear,
I would take the warmth,
Over any winter day.





Tom Maxwell
1/1/2020
1: 00 pm

Wednesday, September 30, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: summer time
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The Original Tom Maxwell

The Original Tom Maxwell

East St. Louis Illinois /now in Junction city, or Belleville, Illinois
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