A Summer Job
She misses the summer days
The forceful beat of the sun
Upon her back, accompaning
the giddy rythm of her heart.
Running. Carefree. A child
swept by the current of
imagination. Procted by
a world of her mind.
Today, she lives in
the land of reality.
In an airconditioned room,
she provides a service to others.
Canned items on the bottom,
bread on top. A dulling mind
with the reptetive act.
A radical change to life,
a business to summer's lazy days.
Working hard for her future,
an investment of time.
She sets upon a professional path,
leaving the days of childhood behind.
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