summer is passing
I'm having a blast
summer is past
I'm waiting for something
waiting for nothing
not waiting at all
I'm having a blast
summer is past
I'm waiting for something
waiting for nothing
not waiting at all
summer slides past
it's almost fall
night is falling
and summer is passing
I'm having a blast
loaded with memories
loaded with thoughts
not waiting at all
it's almost fall
night is falling
and summer is passing
I'm having a blast
loaded with memories
loaded with thoughts
not waiting at all
Poem copyright © Elsa Schieder, 2001
Summer speed past with sessioning with regulars trying to fit Me in around holidays abroad and those visiting London during the Summer months.
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