Khalil Bawa 05/02/12

Sestina

7 days left

7 days left,

The sky a bright orange.

School begins soon,

As I leave

The usual spot to see my friends.

I stare up at the clouds,

Those big, red clouds,

As I hear a sound from my left,

I turn to see my friends,

Dressed in red, green, and orange,

But they leave,

And my heart sinks all too soon.

All too soon,

I no longer see the clouds,

So I turn to leave.

With 7 days left,

The sky is a bright orange,

Like the clothes of my friend.

I see my friends,

Leaving me all too soon,

As my eyes stare at the constant orange

Behind the red clouds,

I turn to my left,

And sigh as I leave.

I wish to leave,

But I also wish to see my friends,

As there are 7 days left,

Summer will end soon,

And all the clouds

Will turn a bright orange.

7 days left, the sky a bright orange,

School begins soon, as I leave

The usual spot to see my friends, I stare up at the clouds.