The deep grass shields the tiny flowers of summer the breeze carries the last pollen of the season to its waiting destination the children are back in school and seams like forever I wait for the latest reason to believe in why I should wait for you ,the grass I now cut back the rains are so much ,vines hang from the trees the sun lowers to please the the creepers amongst the leaves lizards birds and frogs squirrels birds and raccoon summer dwindles for some too soon but for me right on time I don't see the line that separates one time from the other I do thou notice the weather subtle in its ways shadows growing longer with the shortening of days the brightest colors begin to fade flowers seek to sleep thou the oaks choose to stay another year another day...