There Goes Summer
My precious summer has come and gone
Do hurry back to me, I implore
You've now departed, taking pieces of me
I will not miss the scorching heat
but I sure will all the swallows
singing to me in the bright sunshine
Gone, the good times and warm days!
Date written and posted: 09/08/2019
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