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Summer
The end it comes, it brings such mixed emotions....
there is that thrill on the air, a new beginning...
Yet there is an end, to that freedom the carelessness that comes with it
Seasons changing, new chapters begining
It's always the hardest one to mark it's passing.
The long warm evenings, the many days spent in a tent
the joy of a campfire burning
The warmth and comfort of a sweater late in the night...
it all seems so perfect, the sun coming up early staying out late
There is nothing like the freedom of summer time
As a child it's marked by the passing of freedom from school
however when out of school it still provides that emptiness
it marks the end of a era in a sense for two summers are never the same
We long for the care free feeling that comes with summer....
To spend nights moving around town sleeping wherever we find the urge takes us
not knowing what the next day might bring
Summer was a time of escape, didn't have to go home
Didn't have to face what might happen
no responsibilities, just care free happiness...
The leaves start to change,it's a beautiful yet sad time
