Saturday, September 16, 2006,5:29 PM
Summer has gone by
As we played our little games
From now until the day I die
My summers will never be the same.
Summer has gone by
As we sang our little songs
For weeks, days, and hours I cry
The seconds never so long.
Summer has gone by
As we painted our little stories
And although far and away you fly
I shall always recall our loving memories
Summer has gone by
As we crafted our little tales
I'm not bitter, I say now with a sigh
For I know what we had was real.
