Summer Days Poem by Brittney West

Looking back on summer days
I found them rather boring,
But in my dreams I lived in ways
Like a bird flying and soaring,
In a world of dreams that needed me
I slept my summer days through,
Unlike my life in reality
Everything seemed new,
There was no need for me, awake
I didn't do a thing,
But like staring out on a lake
I knew the magic dreams could bring,
Sleeping through those summer days
It ended when Fall came,
My favourite season in many ways
Never a day that looked the same.