This Summer
Laying awake through starlit nights,
Oh what a scene of serenity this summer shows.
Warm air and laughter quell any fights,
As the bliss and love of summer flows.
But this year it's different somehow,
Even if this seems to be every summer's theme.
It seems to me, that right now,
I don’t need sleep to find my dreams.
by
EhWellposted on 06/24/2009
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