Is it better to notice the magic or not see it at all?

Those who notice see something few do.

A peek at perfection.

You watch it dance in front of your nose,

So obvious and gorgeous that it burns the air.

And after it’s gone you’ll remember how special it was,

And long for its return.

Those who can’t see it have nothing to miss.

Summer sunset

Summer fades one second at a time

Like a sunset sinking into the sea.

The date of the last warm day is never known.

The glimmer of the last ray of light is always a surprise.

 If the dates were set, if the times were certain,

We would not let summer slip by so easily.

We would schedule a party for the last warm week.

Swim out into the long evenings and sing by the sea,

Call in sick and drink in the park,

We would enjoy it more.