Simple Things

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A walk down a path in the middle of September,
Having snowball fights somewhere around December,
Hot chocolate and a movie when it gets to cold,
I love how you can turn the simple things into something I can remember.

A picnic in the middle of the spring,
Flying kites together in the breeze,
How the sun warms our backs as we lay on the beach,
The way the summer tans your skin,
Your love always takes me for a spin.

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