the wind blows through the tree's,
on a hot summer day,
and i begin to recolect,
as children how we would play,

i remember the summer,
when we became friends,
we played hide and seek in the dark and secretly held hand's,

i remember the summer we had our first dance,
i had to stand on the steps,
so i could hold your hand,

i remember the summer we all played red rover,
and everytime it was out turn,
we sent eachother right over,

i remember the summer ,
we went our seperate ways,
and though i miss you now,
i will always remember the.....summer days!!

this is dedicated to my first boy friend:keith leslie.
me and him haven't talked in a long long time,
last i heard he was in reform school,
and he was really badly into drugs.
i miss him.