Summer

The last day of summer has come to a close in Evelyn's world, her eyelids imprinted with the sparkling night time sky. She leaves behind her a season that couldn't leave fast enough. Let us breath a sigh of relief on her behalf.

You bring me discomfort by your humidity

And burn by your ray

Oh Summer why do you forsake me?

Bring me rest, I beg, for just one day.

No, Summer will make you wait.

It will go 'til its done.

It knows about Autumn 

That it's not so far

And refuses to give up on its fun.

We yearn for you Autumn

to take away the sting.

May you come early this year-

Your cool breeze and shorter days...

Give Summer the fling.