Passing Summer Nights
Warm and still is the air.
Quiet humming, darkened sky.
Insects scanter, clouds bloom.
Wide and freeing, a summer night,
Warm and still, pleasing to the soul.
Remembering past years; feeling the now.
Summer nights, happy to have, sad to hold.
The walks are memorable, the emotions vivid.
To have, is to enjoy, to hold is to despair.
Copyright © Andrew Walker | Year Posted 2017
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