When Summer Remains
It is that feeling of never wanting to let go,
the clean, crisp, cacophony of morning song,
they’re in their shelters, the wood in throng,
we all witness the beauty that time forego.
Feel the gentle heat of a sunlight mastery
Quiet we do recognize our vulnerable
task to Nature’s plan, we then are able
To know this simple summertime legacy.
A passing season, a time when life alive
teaches our body to respect an energy
takes our lives beyond simple normalcy,
a vision, fantasy, an opportunity to thrive.
In her arms that one cool summer day,
was my heart in hers to forever stay.