POEM: The End of Summer... 7
- Moda
- 30-09-2023 03:58
Red leaves on the ground.Summer leaving, Seasons changing, Fall coming. Sixty days of hot summer in the country of the maple tree, And now it’s mid-September, And today is the last day of summer. My darling, beautiful, adored summer, Where are you going? I don’t want you to leave. I’m not ready to let you go just yet. I still want to hold your hands, Hug you tight, Kiss your peachy cheeks, Caress your flowing hair. I still want us to wear floral dresses, Run with our bare feet on the beach, Swim in the blue sea. I want us to watch the moon and the stars While lying down on the soft sand. I want us to go with the car windows open And listen to loud music while on the road. I want you to sing along with me. I want you to be my be
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