I recall the days of summer,
headed for the beach
late in April and stayed
until September.
Today I can’t leave the house
in the morning without a sweater
but then the afternoon sun is hot,
burning like a beam
from a magnifying glass
forcing me to hide
from the unrelenting glare
yet, the balmy nights
chill too quickly
and I head home early.
Oh how I long
for the summers
of long ago.
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