A SEASON DISCREET

A SEASON DISCREET

Summer comes and goes, I know
Perhaps I just missed it, this year
A season that hardly differs here
Slow to appear, and is soon to go

Summer arrives yet leaves so fast
Rarely ever in any mood to linger
Autumn merely has to lift a finger
And daily sunshine is gone at last

Summer again just came and went 
Daily heat barely lasting a few days
And exceptionally, it might amaze
Yet soon all of its warmth is spent

Summer, thought the ideal season
It’s love and laughter, kids at play
For some, too soon to pass away
Yet it has both rhyme and reason

Summer, a memory that is fleeting
Nature, with the bounty of spring
It may think that it has everything
Perhaps only a heart that’s beating
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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August 30, 2024 at 11:15 AM
Hello Howard Osborme, So nice to meet you. Summer is my fv. season. It is a shbort season. Winter is too long. slowly summer will leqave. then Autumn will come. But before it does we will have our Indian summer. Enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene/
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