Summer Poem

Poem About Fun Summer Times

I'm not a poet, but sometimes I'll think of a good stanza and make up a whole poem. One time, when I was a little younger, I was over my grandma's house, I wrote a poem about myself, and when my dad got home he was astounded. I don't remember exactly what the poem said, because I lost it during a move, but I was excited, and it makes me want to write more.

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Missing Summer

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Published: November 2008

The grass so green,
the sun so bright.
Life seems a dream,
no worries in sight.

Tans and tank tops,
laughter and bliss.
Each moment passes
without even a miss.

Friends and cookouts,
memories and laughs.
Good times to remember,
but how long will it last?

The grass soon fades,
leaves begin to fall.
School replaces sleepovers.
Oh, I'll miss it all.

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I really love this site. I have become very inspired by this. I want to read more poems about all the relationships and a lot more things on earth. Thank you.

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