Farewell Summer
The air is quite fragrant this morning,
Having been thoroughly washed
And rinsed clean
By last evenings rainstorm.
A cool breeze wound its way
Through the yard,
Fluttering the leaves awake
And rippling a puddle at the far end.
Summer seemed to have languished
Far too long.
Hot days
Humid nights
Long into the calender
When days should be cool
And windows left open at night.
The grass (that is much too high)
Waves good morning
As I return once again
To rock in my hammock,
Lazily reminiscing
The Summer past,
Sipping coffee and dreaming
Of what is yet to come.
mlea 10/09
Having been thoroughly washed
And rinsed clean
By last evenings rainstorm.
A cool breeze wound its way
Through the yard,
Fluttering the leaves awake
And rippling a puddle at the far end.
Summer seemed to have languished
Far too long.
Hot days
Humid nights
Long into the calender
When days should be cool
And windows left open at night.
The grass (that is much too high)
Waves good morning
As I return once again
To rock in my hammock,
Lazily reminiscing
The Summer past,
Sipping coffee and dreaming
Of what is yet to come.
mlea 10/09
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