You got me, Summer.
Got me caught up in cloud drama,
charmed by slim-stemmed, yellow poppies
and led by seed-centered friends along glimmering city sidewalks.
rain down with your bad self.
You do change really well…with edible effect.
I wanna be light like you, make pretty things grow like you do.
You should hang around. Make this a long goodbye scene…Summer. I’d like that.