How many times are we going to play this game? How many times is life going to swing back around? If only we knew, but I don't want to know, because then it would be clear when the last time will really come. It's easy to say goodbye to the beach and the pool and long days doing nothing when you know they'll be back next year, but it's hard to say goodbye at all.
I hope you enjoy this poem! I can’t believe summer is over… even though quarantine’s been a long and crazy ride, the summer still flew by so quickly. Junior year, here I come 🙂 By the time you see this post, I’ll have already finished my second week of school! Please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
Brooke
adventures of a typical high school student 