Three days left until school is out,
Three days until we can run in the sun, scream and shout.
Three days left to bid goodbyes and hugs,
Three days till we lather our skin with sunscreen and swat away bugs.
Three days left to walk don and graduate from school,
Three days till we can canon ball into the pool.
Three days left to cry from those who will leave,
Three days left to soar high and believe.
Three days until the present becomes past,
Three days till the sunsets will forevermore last.
Three days until we throw our workbooks in the trash,
Three days until we go to the mall and blow off our cash.
Three days until we forever savior our friends,
Three days until old friend will go separate ends.
Summer is simply a dew clocks rounds soon,
Where we stay up and gaze upon the moon.
Leaving our friends behind for other schools can truly be a bummer,
Bur regardless, we will make the best of our summer.
- Author: sad sunflower bitch (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 30th, 2018 09:57
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 10
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