The first Day of School, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even the Dog;
In hopes that school would soon not be here;
While visions of Homework danced in their heads;
Had just settled down for a long call to my dad,
When I sat on the bed, to read my sister a goodnight story there arose, a noise.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and could not believe it was already time to go back.
And I knew summer was no longer here.
So good Bye Summer for another year.
Absalom Smith and the Pony Express
1 year ago