Summer

The days grow smaller and I already miss you

your smile and heart ,your warmth

The small kisses you put on my face when i awake

You always make me smile and I can't help but frown when you disapear when the clouds

come and rain become my tears. But you always return to make me better.

You're the life of the party

And I hate when you leave for those six months

But I can't wait to see you again when the summer bell rings