Summer Nights

The longest day comes Summer nights are soon passing The moon is rising I toss in my sleep Waiting for the turquoise sky To turn a dark blue There is a chill now Rain, wind, and humidity Worrying me here Country drives restore The Bracken will soon turn brown I am not ready I want to sleep soon But my restlessness is strong I must find my self Before the Autumn Leaves fall upon on the crowded streets And my dawn is noon