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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required After the Summer After the summer, when school begins anew, It’s a mystery how teachers do all that they do. There is teaching, testing, and grading to be done, It’s no surprise at spring break to the beaches they will run. After the summer, I sit down on the sand, I gaze at the activity on the grand strand. Time is running out as I look on with pain, Because I’m not sure I’ll return this way again. After the summer, the trees have turned bare, I can see snow falling from my old rocking chair. I sit there in silence as the snow pelts down, The falling of the snow is the only clear sound. After the summer, the ground is covered with snow, My mind wonders back to the beach where we’d go. The bright sunny days at the beach are now gone, Replaced with the beautiful snowy days here at home. After the summer, I walked down through the lea, With the snow falling all around the beauty mystifies me. God is with me as I walk down this road, I know He will lead me safely to my abode. After the summer, with the impact of winter all around, I’m safe in my home as the snow keeps falling down. My mood really changes as I lean on the window sill, With the exception of the snow falling, everything is still. “After the summer, the tears began to fall.” © 20ll Lynn B. Glover
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