Summer
© Diya patel
The grass so green,
The sun so bright,
Life seems a dream,
No worries in sight.
Tans and tank tops,
Laughter and bliss,
Each movement passes,
Without even a miss.
Friend and cookouts,
Memories and laughs,
Good times to remember,
But how long will it last.
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