The Last Day of Summer MAG

By Graham Suvick, Gibsonia, PA

On the steps of the neighbors’ house
Sit the kids and their watermelon.
With streams of juice trickling down their chins.
Suddenly those small black seeds
Start flying through the air.
A game begins amongst good friends,
As summer ends just to begin again.

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S@MM! R0X said...
on Feb. 22 2010 at 4:02 am
ummm it was kkk

on Nov. 15 2009 at 10:30 am
alli.babi. SILVER, Pendleton, Indiana
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i really liked this poem.

Mizz B said...
on Sep. 29 2008 at 5:36 pm
i like this poem it has good word choice i had to go through losing summer i dont like it!!


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