Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burn gold into our hair
At night, we swim the laughin’ sea
When summer’s gone
Where will we be
Summer’s almost gone
Summer’s almost gone
We had some good times
But they’re gone
The winter’s comin’ on
Summer’s almost gone.
(image by mr a hayes)
About the Author
Tony Medeiros is the founder and publisher of Sandbox World. For more than 20 years, he has written about pop culture, books, comics, movies, television, music, gaming, and the nostalgic moments that continue to shape fandom. His goal is simple: help readers discover something worth talking about.
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