Summer

Fourth and final poem on the seasons.

Summer is always happy to see

The beautiful job her dear twin has done

Bringing the land its potential

To bear its lively children

Summer has a strong connection

With her fatherly Sun so dear

And always asks he stay to speak

While she works her way with the land

Summer is an amiable season

Keeping relations with her sister

Her Oceanic cousins, her father, mother

And her Starry aunts and uncles

Each one stays around

Shares a laugh or a song and dance

Letting Summer carry their doubts away

As the night air calms their nerves

Summer likes the world to be warm

She loves the movement of the world

The endless rhythms of life

Calling out from every direction

Summer is a physical season

Running with the deer

Or swimming with the young salmon

Wishing she could fly with the birds above

The new power and activity

Forced into the world by Summers antics

Are the final climax

Before everything slows down once more

Because all this energy and song

The heat and the moisture

Force young Autumn out of her bed with time

Before she is up and about with the land

Summer brings all things to their climax

But also teaches the virtue of patience

Quiet nights with the crickets

And the Stars above to tell their stories

Summer keeps her hair free

Lets it fly as she does her work

Going here and there to wake everyone up

And give them a good time before they sleep once more

She slows the world down

Just enough so that young Autumn

Can keep control when she's all alone

When Summer has to depart

Though she loves her job

Summer knows the world has to be cold

And turns it over to her siblings

Waiting for the party to start again