Hanging Onto Summer

The book of summer was long overdue Should have been returned to the library I hesitated wanting to hold onto Its pages of sunshine, blue skies Balmy winds, beach barbecues Days at the cottage, all my heavenly flowers But I was reluctantly forced to return it And check out the book of October And although I pined for summer I did enjoy the harvest moons Falling leaves of golds and reds Vivid sunsets and wheat fields Children dressed for Halloween Burning piles of sweet hickory leaves I knew the books of winter and spring Were waiting for me back on that shelf And as time went by, I would learn How to love these seasons also