As summer slowly wanders off
At the sound of a dutiful chime
It vows a return in due time
But it turns around to cough
At what it did with spring
To scoff at what the tired showers bring
The carnival of yellow-red daffodils
That played on the sides of the hills.
From a first motif and flirt
To a brief tour and sleep lure
In a deadly embrace, inure
With the leafy brown earth.
By the strident warmth and picnic
The summer heat conspire with the rains
To dislodge the festival of Spring plains
With battle-line thus drawn in panic.
To chase the summer bummer into frailty
So, we chalk it up to winter's icy dance
Its music creates a moving trance
With a finality matching into eternity
A face bore the grave coded inscriptions
Of what is going on, on earth's missions
When Summer and Fall lingered in a tactile;
A bonding gesture for a while
They feel each other's pulse
Through heaving chest, daring
To share their inner stirring
Under mistletoes above the floor.