It can't be "Summer"!
That — got through!
It's early — yet — for "Spring"!
There's that long town of White — to cross —
Before the Blackbirds sing!
It can't be "Dying"!
It's too Rouge —
The...
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It will be Summer — eventually. |
Ourselves were wed one summer — dear — |
So much Summer |
Summer begins to have the look |
Summer for thee, grant I may be |
Summer has two Beginnings — |
The city is dreary and dusty and lone, |
Summer is shorter than any one — |
Summer laid her simple Hat |