Playt's Council

about a boy, i wrote this a long time ago... i think i was like 13 or so.

~SUMMER

sunny summers,

fly away.

i sit and watch,

the willows sway.

the grass so short,

watch it grow.

where time goes,

i do not know.

Some of the times,

ive seen him there.

all alone,

he sits to stare.

into a place,

is it real?

his dreams i wish,

that i could steal.

the sun goes down,

the town grows dim.

this summer day,

ive spent with him.

the lights from houses,

make streets bright.

he turns to me,

to say goodnight.

untill we meet again,

i say.

to sit and watch,

the willows sway.