Poem: A Week of Summer

The sun will beam on high,
And time will move on quickly by,
A fleeting glance, Hello, Goodbye,
In my week of summer,

A visitor from a far off place,
With heavenly body and transcendent face,
Company with style and grace,
In my week of summer,

A star that burns bright it quickly fades,
After just that week she’ll fly away,
I hope my angel returns one day,
For more than my week of summer.

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