This Summer My June

I feel like howling at the moon Is this my summer? My June? Will I see the sun tomorrow Rise like a fiery snowball Aimed at the sky above Lights my eyes Sets my thoughts on fire? To think what this may bring This summer; Will I simmer? Or will I boil overflowing Without bounds As I hear the sounds of the ocean Abound with promise This summer, Where will I go; what shall I see? Shall I shout out with glee? As the alcohol flows From my veins Shall I hold the reins To my summer? This summer my June...