Jennifer

17

Summer Nights

It’s the first day of summer,
Clear skys, sun beating down not a cloud in the sky,
As the sun goes down we come out to play,
We round up the trucks and find a place to play,
We turn the radios up kill the lights,
We all jump out and hop on the hoods of our trucks
All you can hear is bugs buzzing by you and the faint sound of music in the background.
Everyone is in such bliss,
Everyone gets caught up talking,
Before everyone knows the sun starts to rise,
We feel the warm sun on our backs,
We all pack up so we can come out at night and do it all over again.