The summer has already come and gone
I won’t be here for too long
I’ll be back, this is where my Poetic Soul belongs
I know I did y’all wrong
I made promises
Vows broken into pieces
My words, now meaningless
Y’all have the right to call me a whale’s penis
This summer has been the greatest
My memories are of the fondest
This last week of mine will be hardest
How do I say goodbye to all my dearest
I’ll miss y’all when it’s past September
Thinking of y’all will keep me warm in October
I’m thankful to have met y’all when it’s November
I’ll drop a special piece as a present during December
Don’t hate or detest me
I hope I’ve given y’all a legit reason to leave
Y’all, my reason to come back and piece some poetry
I do it all for my ladies
I won’t mention any names
Y’all know who you are so there isn’t anything left to say
But I don’t mind if y’all speculate
Just no hearsay
After The Summer’s Gone