sticky hot summer nights
pink and swollen mosquito bites
smile sweet girl you’re alright 
Laughing through
the pang in your heart that whispers his name  
 
sweet green summer grass tickles my toes 
nighttime Crickets nestle in the ground to start 
conducting their orchestra of rhythmic midnight lullabies
he is fleeting now
 
don’t leave quite yet
the night is not ready for your absence 

look, the Stars are singing now
you can see the man in the Moon smile at them

sway with me and close your eyes
you ask yourself who was it that made you cry?