Summer Time

Summers, they never seem to last.
They go by fast.
Like a fishing pole cast in a sea of dreams.
Seems some dreams come true.
While others come and go away when summer ends.
A blue sky that shows its beauty.
Sometimes a puffy white cloud.
That takes shapes we see in everyday life.
"Sometimes" like a cream puff.
When we wanted to make summers last forever.
Never going away.
Fall comes, and we have to say goodbye to summer.
We will see you next year, summer.