All the kids came out to play
In the sparkling blue waters
We got our towels and hoped
The scorching heat would be extinguished
We put our dark sunglasses on
So our eyes could forget about the bright star.
We stretched our goggles on
And dipped our toes in the cold rescue.
We glance up at the sky for once
to see ominous clouds invade our paradise.
The happy buzz of kids ceased
The seconds count by and we watch in fear.
If we don't move it might not-
A clap reverberates above me.
The whistle sounds.
And I stand up to dry my toes.
Some stay to wait.
I go home.
The last day of summer.
I get one last look at the crystal pool.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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