the last day of summer

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Monday, June 01, 2009

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i woke up to the most pleasant information on the television,
the day another season marks its occupation of three months.

not one piece of cloud in sight, spring came and left with such haste.
it is, almost weird to be wearing singlet and shorts,
strange to be perspiring, unbelievable to have my windows opened wide.
the sun claims its missing hours and plays past nine everyday,
making the best, while it still has its say.

i have experienced the four seasons of this country, officially.
watching the browning leaves and shedding branches,
layers of white gradually topped everything on the streets,
forgetting that skies were blue and trees were green.
these were the longest months with the shortest days.
then the colors slowly crept back in, to every little corners,
before they fill the whole picture with radiance and life.
people began streaming outdoors and taking off coats,
the smell of heat fills the air, even scooters are out to play.

the last day of summer, i truthfully dread.

posted by peenutkew  # 15:12
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