Sitting on the edge <br />of the concrete path <br />The grains digging into my skin <br /> <br />Sitting on the edge <br />of the life I’ve got to live <br />Should I even try <br /> <br />Summer <br />Oh <br />Summer <br />Oh <br /> <br />A small smile on my lips <br />staring into the distance <br />A horizon I need to face <br />how swiftly it’s coming closer <br /> <br />Always planning for the future <br />not taking a present step <br />Dreaming dreams out of the future <br />where people see me clearly <br /> <br />I’m no longer the silent girl <br />Maybe next summer <br />I’m awake, you approach me <br />Maybe next summer <br /> <br />In another life <br />I would talk to you <br />In another world <br />I could risk it <br />maybe <br /> <br />Just wait another day <br />I won’t hold out for long <br />Just wait a little while <br />I’ll change before your eyes <br />Be here next summer <br />and I will come to you<br /><br />Maya Hanson (mye3)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-summer-3/
