Stepping one foot within each square
of narrow, hand poured walks
leaving wet barefoot impressions
-is the image of summer

Warbles and chirps, twitters and caws
wafting from leafy boughs
the barking of squirrels at prowling cats
-is the music of summer

Warm sudden wind of approaching thunder
electricity charging the air
caress of cool rain refreshing the earth
-is the touch of summer

Through all my senses runs a thread of time
tinged with the memory

of summer.