Summer Sick
Wind blew through the streets
Which crunched beneath me feets.
Brown leaves pooled in haphazard piles,
Dead flowers lay in beds
with half naked trees...
Summer seems confused,
Her vibrant colors, gone-
It all feels so wrong.
Heat exhaustion and dehydration,
She went and took an early vacation.
With her last breath she thrust a
a half...
Which crunched beneath me feets.
Brown leaves pooled in haphazard piles,
Dead flowers lay in beds
with half naked trees...
Summer seems confused,
Her vibrant colors, gone-
It all feels so wrong.
Heat exhaustion and dehydration,
She went and took an early vacation.
With her last breath she thrust a
a half...