What summer should feel like


One morning you walk out the driveway, to get the newspaper,
and it’s there — ‘this is summer’ you say to yourself,
smiling slightly because you know that soon you will be sweating slightly.

What was it that you missed, that surprises you?
the heat rippling off waves of grass or the claustrophobic leafiness?
the ants crawling on your legs or the drowsy afternoons?

It becomes what you always knew it was
and what will come again as always
after you are gone.

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