My Summer Nights

|# 15| These Summer Nights |# 15|

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖: Write an acrostic poem.

🆂hadows pass me by
🆄nseen, unheard.
🅼y questions no longer involve why.
🅼y memories fade into oblivion.
🅴choes slowly die.
🆁ewind and retry.

🅽ight-time sooths my Soul.
🅸 no longer loose control.
🅶uided by the light of a million stars,
🅷iding no longer all my scars.
🆃hese summer nights
🆂ay goodbye to my freights.