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Sitting on the porch

just staring at the sky.

As I feel the heat upon my skin

and my summer passing by.



I see people playing

and living the moment as if it was their last.

As I sit here in my lonesome

seeing the summer go by so fast.



I see children in the sandbox

and lovers holding hands.

Having a picnic near the water

listening to music from oldies bands.



Sitting under the stars

with a fire as their light.

As it adds an extra spark to emotions

on this love filled Summers night.



Sitting on a dock

with the oceans breeze across their face.

Staring deeply over the water

and into the farrest space.



I see burgers being grilled

with friends gathered round.

And music on the radio

to add a most relaxing sound.



I still sit here on the deck

just staring at the summer day.

And wondering what has happened to me

and why I have become this way.



I want to do all these things

like sit with a loved one near.

And oldies bands and friends laughing

is what I want to hear.



But for some reason I remain

watching the summer life go by.

I still lay back all alone

just staring at the new night sky.



This is such a lonesome summer

something just isn't right.

Maybe it's because I haven't had that summer day

or that love filled summers night.