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.