A Dream I Wish to Behold

May 14, 2009
By Anonymous

After school is done
And the days are long,
There is one thing I think of;
And that is summer.

Sun in my face,
Sweat in my hands,
This is how I imagined
My summer days.

With months before school
And nothing but time,
A midsummer's dream
I wish to behold.

There are the days
I love the most.
The days where summer overcomes all
And welcomes my days.

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