Summer's End - Poem by Christina Byrd
A whoosh and its gone
But I remember the sensation
It dies tonight
but I feel the presence in all that I do
I miss the summer laugh
The fall laugh carries something
and the winter laugh has anticipation
And the spring laugh is distant
But the summer laugh is care free and happy
We will still make memories
But we will always long...
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