My Summer Days, by Crzy Angelchic Subscribe to rss feed for Crzy Angelchic

Summer days are gone for now
The season changes fast.
The cooling breeze
That shakes the leaves,
Has come to end at last.

Summer days are gone for now,
But do not fear the time.
Before you know,
(And after snow),
Summer will be mine.
Posted: 2006-02-20 06:17:26 UTC

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