Did I
hear
the rumble
of thunder?
See
lightning
white against my
window panes?
Wake up
to soft grey
skies?
Inhale
the scent of
new beginnings?
See
green leaves
pulsating
with new life?
Oh, Summer!
So long,
Too harsh,
and oh, so menacing!
Your time has past.
Farewell
and begone!
