I’ll miss you, Johnny I said see you soon before we know it, it’ll be June. I’ll come back again and here we can play as long as you promise, oh promise to stay. But he slipped away at summer’s end and I grew up, forgot, never saw him again. I grew into parties and Snapchat and boys; I forgot about nature and simpler joys. Like all kids today, I grew up too quickly, I ran from my youth and moved to the city. As a grown up I did all I possibly could, but I never had fun like I did in those woods. So stay young while you can, keep your imagination keep your wonder, your joy,
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