If Only Good Things Lasted
Summer is finally coming to an end;
Back to teachers and an old or new friend.
Leaves on the trees, are beginning to fall;
Hoping its worth the hurt after all.
Memories made, slowly fading away;
Snow covering flowers from the month of may.
Upset in the cold that a flower eventually dies;
Searching the world, for that look in your eyes.
Copyright © Jennifer Post | Year Posted 2012
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