Chapter 31

Thirty One Hours Of Summer

Two short seasons
Too short seasons
Thirty one hours of Summer
Thirty One reasons

Such a short time
To show how we cared
How could they strike it down
It should have been spared

Ravaged by time
Lost in a dollhouse
No escape with the cape
Quiet as a mouse

Tried to find serenity
The path was too narrow
Cried a big river
Dodged a misguided arrow

So without joy we remain
The future sequestered
Maybe in Hawaii
No one will be pestered

Nobody