My favorite time of day
It's when the clouds have gone from white to gray...

I come after the sun has gone to bed
When the birds have nestled to sleep...

Alone can be peaceful or a dreadful pain
For a child this is not a peaceful gain...

I'm his girlfriend, he's my boyfriend
We are like white on rice...

Love is like a roller coaster, the up and down
You can be having fun and then be made a clown...

Someone should tell you what you did to me
We went everywhere I always felt free...

Comes around every year,
Blistering heat...

The season is summer and school is out
Everyone has plans, no doubt...

The wind wisps through my hair
Green grass all around that is handled with care...

One girl, one guy with neighborhood friends
All hang out till the day ends...

There's an old photo
it tattered and torn...

He said he will get better and stay that way
-He doesn't go a day without it...