Can you believe that Wednesday was the longest day of the year? And now the days will slowly get shorter? I can't. I mean it's still June! It's depressing to think about summer being over.


After that one day of the year,
The one that's the longest,
Summer starts to slip away.
Slipping though our fingers like sand at a beach,
The days that once passed so slowly,
Now pass by in a blur.
The slow days we once hated,
We cling to,
Begging summer to stay.
But soon school; the dark cloud that looms above us,
Consumes us.
Then the process repeats itself over.