The balloon man has left the park.
What happen to the jump rope kids?
The hopscotch sidewalk slowly fades.
Kid’s eyes covered in sweat.
All I see are dried pecan trees.
Everyone fights for the fountain turn.
Where have all the luscious flowers gone?
The swings sit without a drift.
Why must it hurt?
Can you feel it.
Why must it hurt when summer is here?
:-! without suntan lotion