1. Labour Upon The End Of Summer Days
... of those dry leaves beneath my shoes in a calm park on an autumn day. The day that my writing becomes a reality is the day that summer will truly end for me. However, until that day arrives, I"m stuck with constant scorching heat waves and rains that fall, not to bring relief, ... but to ravage all hopes of a good night sleep. Physically, fall is my end of summer. Mentality, though, my autumn would arrive a whole lot later. Labour Day is not like any other day. Perhaps not being apart of the labour force ... holiday ceased to exist, would school never start??? HA! I wish. Most students ...
- Word Count: 386
- Approx Pages: 2
- Grade Level: High School