Sun beats hot on the pavement
And all around
Splashing is heard
Summer seen as this beacon of hope
We pray for its return
Yet year after year it disappoints
This time of life, joy, and freedom
Suffocates you and leaves you dry
Summer the lover that taunts and teases
Then lies and cheats
False promises it brings
With the last school bell’s ring
The heat traps in a pool of exhaustion
You do not want to move
So how are you free?
Though this façade, delusion
Whatever it may be
Will last for all eternity
Cause less than two months
The schools will ring
With talk and calls
For the summer not the spring
About the Creator
Tina Rose
Life Long writer, Reader, tea lover, and Self care advocate.
Just trying to bring a little light and joy into this world.
My Instagram: @tina_rose91.
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