summer is the time for

weddings and wildflowers

new pets and new friends

romance and heartbreak

summer is the sound of

screen doors slamming

crickets and fireworks

thunder and pelting hail

summer is full of mischief

and la joie de vivre

but first and foremost

summer is potato salad

at dawn we watched the sunrise

splashing colors on the day

and when we got too hot

we swam the afternoon away

at dusk we danced in meadows

flecked with flashing fireflies

while zephyrs whispered secrets

under hazy azure skies

at night we told tall tales

as we sat beneath the stars

you were the goddess venus

and I the man from mars

we three were

a merry three

the sun

the wind

and me

we danced

with ease

upon a breeze

while daisies

bowed in

verdant leas

but then the

wind was

called away

and couldn’t

stay to play

one day

the sun and I

we really tried

to have some

fun beneath

blue skies

but soon

I found our

friendship

thinned

until at last

the truth

sunk in

the sun’s

a bitch

without

the wind