Literature
In the Summer
In the summer,
When the sun would set at 8 pm,
Casting brilliant red, orange, and pink colors across the blue sky,
We’d play sword fight outside,
Dress up in costumes and play for hours
The wind would break a few branches off the big oak,
For us to play with
Life was simple back then,
No care or responsibilities
What I would give to go back to that time
In the summer,When the sun would set at 8 pm