the grass so green,
the sun so bright,
life seems too big,
no worries in eyes.
tins and tank tops,
laughter and bliss;
each moment passes,
without even a miss;
friends and cookouts
memories and laughs,
good times to remember,
but how long will it last.
the grass soon fades,
leaves begin to fall,
school replaces sleepovers,
oh I'll miss it all.
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