Super Duper Poetry Vol. 2 March 2015 | Page 4

Summer
 Daze

I
 remember
 looking

at
 the
 sun

because
 I
 was
 done
 looking

at
 everything
 else.

Oh
 to
 be
 young

and
 think
 that
 my
 actions

could
 go
 away.
 Would
 change.

Nothing
 was
 permanent

and
 I
 was
 immortal.

By
 Sandra
 Burr

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