This Summer Poem by Paul Reed

This Summer



This Summer will never be here again
We cannot relive it;
For our memories we cling dear
For the moment until they too fade
And disappear.

We will look back and think of these
As golden days;
When the turmoil and struggles are over
We will see the calm and the clear
And hold these days dear.

Monday, November 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
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