Notes: My first poetry fanfiction. Please go easy on me...lol. Please R&R!
-Hayden
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Next Summer
I look behind me
I see you, by the old tree
You wave, I look at my hand
As if I've never used it, or seen you in this land
But I wave the metal limb, that was like a gift, from you to me
And you come to me, and we hold hands, and stare into the mini-sea
This is what I want the next summer to be like
Just you...and me
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End Notes: Please say it's not terrible...lol. Please R&R, is all I'll say!
-Hayden