Where did summer and all it’s wonderful memories go? They are in each of us. They are in our art and music. No matter how crazy things get Summer survives. As evil brings it’s feverish hate, Love will always conquer. Hatred owns only a brief glory. Those who hate will placed with the odious, the despised and the forgotten. The Story isn’t finished. Love is forever. Love is Eternal.
Hold on to Summer’s Past.