Paul Prescott - Summer time

When summer time comes,
I want to spend it with you,
Under the sun,
Were the grass grows green

When summer the comes,
I want us to have fun,
All the time,
An go to party after party

When summer time comes,
I want us to stay up late,
Underneath the twinkle,
All the way through the night

When summer time comes,
I’m glad I have you,
As a friend,
All the way to the end

Summer will be special,
Because I’ll have you,
To love, an share,
Everything we go through
10/5/08

Paul Prescott

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-time-17/