heres a poem i wrote a couple months ago, so maybe its time to reverse the season >.>
A wisping willow
A late night breeze
The chill of dawn
And the early humming of honey bees
Summer is on its way
A bright moon shining
Clouds full of joy, flowing gently along
Thousands of little stars all whining
So when i finally hear this mystical song
I know summer is on its way
A beautiful fire burning calm with heat
Although the anxiousness is swarming the air
The trees all listening, waiting, counting every beat
The tension I can hardly bare
Summer is on its way