ODE OF SUMMER
How I long to feel
the cool water in the lakes to cool me down from the burning sun.
How I long to see
the sun, yellow and orange as it stays up all day, tiring me out so I can sleep in peace on a hot summer night.
How I long to taste
the sausages off the barbecue every night on a hot summer day.
Oh, summer why did you have to go so soon?
Please come back and put a grin on my face.
By Shya