Summer is an empty house
with lost hopes and dreams,
movers coming in and out
taking all your things.
Summer is a crying sky
filling you with tears,
planning out your goodbyes
as the end comes near
Summer is the quiet buzz
of the truck's motor running,
the boxes are all inside,
you knew this was coming!
Summer is the end
of life as you knew it;
yet, there is a beginning coming
and you know you'll get through it.