Summertime

by

the fair.

The fair.

a stroll on the bridge.

A stroll on the bridge.

 

Summer © Destinee

the grass so green,
the sun so bright,
life seems a dream,
no worries in sighttans and tank tops,
laughter and bliss,
each moment passes,
without even a missfriends and cookouts,
memories and laughs,
good times to remember,
but how long will it lastthe grass soon fades,
leaves begin to fall,
school replaces sleepovers,
oh I’ll miss it all

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/summer#ixzz2xSu8rhRN

 

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