In summer, the song sings itself
My summer sms is full of love, tears are the summer showers to the soul
Summer is the season when hearts are pollinated with love
The only good things about summer are women's fashions and movies
After spring, have a fling, do the summer thing
Summer's filled with breaking the rules and standing apart, ignoring your head, and following your heart
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year
I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June...
Love is to the heart what the summer is to the farmer's year. It brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul
A life without love is like a year without summer
Being a child at home alone in the summer is a high-risk occupation. If you call your mother at work thirteen times an hour, she can hurt you
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken
With this sms messages, yellow butterflies look like flowers flying through the warm summer air
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it
People take pictures of the summer, just in case someone thought they had missed it, and to proved that it really existed
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken
How sweet I roamed from field to field, and tasted all the summer's pride
Summer makes me drowsy, autumn makes me sing, winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring...
If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance. ~Bern Williams
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it
Summer Sms is hot, you can never appreciate the shade of a tree unless you sweat in the sun
Summer afternoon, summer afternoon, to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language
If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance
Summer love, Midnight kisse, Shooting stars, Secret wishes...Lov U with this SMS
Laughter of Lilacs, rainbows of roses, songs of the robins, lily of the valley borders, sunshine to warm the heart, oh what joy this season does impart
Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity
I question not if thrushes sing, If roses load the air; Beyond my heart I need not reach When all is summer there.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer
There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart
You're going away in late September...but here's a thanks for a summer I'll always remember
The summer night is like a perfection of thought
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time
In summer, the song sings itself
This is my little sms mobile message about summer:what a beautiful, sunny morning, it makes you happy to be alive, doesn't it? We can't let the sun outshine us! We have to beam, too!
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability
Summer has set in with its usual severity
People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy
