Dear Summer. . .

Dear Summer,

Please slow down.

Why do you move so quickly

while winter moves so slowly?

If you could simply "pause" for

a bit and allow us to bask in the

light of your sunshine, just a little

longer, that would be great. 

And would it be too much

to ask you for some extra days to

walk bare-footed?  You know how

I love that sweet luxury. 

Oh - and the

smell of freshly mown grass and honeysuckle,

could they be allowed to linger too?

Summer,

you are my very favorite season.

I adore you!

I'll miss you when you're gone.

Please promise to come again

once the days have grown short

and the earth has chilled.

I'll be waiting.

~Sweet Tea