Summer Days

On those summer days

Before the plague

We made memories

Everlasting joy

Became nostalgia

later on

As we ran through the grass

Morning dew pleasantly cold

Beneath our bare feet

Picking up sticks for play.

On those summer days

Before the plague

Swimming in crystal clear water

All day long

We watched the sun set

Atop hills

houses

and cars

And gathered sticks

for dancing flames.

On those summer days

Before the plague

We sang and laughed

All our friends nearby

We ran and danced and played

We did dumb things

just to seem cool

And our friends laughed

We laughed too

And the memory lasted a while.

On those summer days

Before the plague

We built forts and treehouses

We rode to stores

We made new friends

Introduced them to old friends

We'd chat

And laugh some more.

Then those summer days would be over

Over too quickly, we all think

And school would start again.

But the memory

of those summer days

Still remains

Though it seemed long ago

And everlasting joy

At the thought

That another summer

Will begin

Once again.