Summer,
Once again you made me your fool. All those warm days and late nights the sun barely resting. I tried so hard to keep you by my side.
Now you are off to some southern land. I laugh as you go but I will never forgive you. I prize my solitude and I will cling to the darkness. Maybe I will pine over an old photo of you this winter. In April a sparrow might spark a faint memory.
Damn, I just want you to come back.
brian sostrom 
And so you are a poet too. Beautiful writing and image. A wistful Summer.
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Thank you Julie, a big compliment coming from you!
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Love those cool waves coming closer and closer…
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Thank you!
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