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.
