Summer Ends

Summer had come and gone,
She realized she’d not see him again.
Their time together had been sweet
And she knew her memories would never be beat.
 
But now it was fall.
Time to move on,
Her mother said, 
Just don’t forget
That he existed.
 
So every summer beginning
And every summer ending,
She visits him at least once a week,
Clearing his headstone for a speak.
 
“I had so much fun!”
She’d say quite gaily,
“I thought of you during the while,
And I knew that you were thinking it too.”
 
She’d speak and speak and speak
And never have enough time to say
That she wished he was still here,
Sitting beside her today.
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Written for last Friday’s FreeWriteFriday: http://kellieelmore.com/2014/05/09/fwf-free-write-friday-quote-prompt-5/