So when is it
that summer ends?
Swiftly, or slowly,
from day to a day
with the tick 
of the clock,
is it suddenly gone?
Summer to autumn,
pages fall gracefully
from the calendar
like leaves.
Can the warmth 
and the weather 
last a few more days, 
or weeks?
Moments stay, in
other ways.
Will this feeling 
last as long 
as memories
of summers past?

© 2016 j.g. lewis