Days getting shorter
With the
Sun creeping up
Flowing
Into the house
Lifting my from my sleep.

Streaming into class
Dancing in between the desks
Leaving everyone longing
For summer.

Taking a vacation
In a land
In the sky
Leaving us
To the wind and the rain
For a day
Or two.

Then it returns,
Kissing the grass
Jumping in through the windows
Leaving sunlight in its path
With bouncing prisms
Of light.

Summer is there
To keep hope
Of the days
Where Popsicles drip onto
Eager waiting mouths
And time does not control
What you chose to do and when
And when summer is here at last.