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
