Gone are the summer dreams

 Gone are the summer dreams 

Carnivals 

Cool, rippling streams 

Teenage love 

So real it seemed 

Now gone are  the summer dreams

Awash with tears and years gone past 

Who thought then that it would not last

That the little girl yearning to grow 

Would perhaps regret

What she now knows 

The snows do fall on the lake

The grass no longer sings 

But that little girl 

Still believes in all of those things