Summer
Summer
Summer days they go by so fast, I wish they would slow down so I could make them last. The hot days sitting under the sun, wish I could have a hamburger on a bun. Now the season coming to an end is such a bummer because there’s no more summer.
Copyright © Mercedes Crabtree | Year Posted 2012
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