The Last Days of Summer



The trees are full and green

The garden sweet and lush

The warmth of the sun belies September

A truth to which I must surrender

The hours are numbered

These last days of summer



Her sundress, pink and white

An orchid in her hair

As lovely a sight as ever to me

While a stranger was, she woo me

I can't help but wonder

These last days of summer



Thinking the unthinkable

Chased with Levante

Thoughts that never crossed my mind

When I was twenty-three

Too busy being me

A ship once hailed unsinkable

It's floundering in the deep

A boy who once prayed to his God

For his soul to keep

Would settle for a good night sleep.



My father warned of the waning years

What every man goes through

I thought him weak and too fraught with fear

To see his tragic point of view

It's a sad cliche

But ever since he's passed away

He's ever more present to me

Looking past my prime

Waging war on Father Time

Dad, I think I understand, finally



Strange that my eyes should gain more sight

As the days begin to lose the light

Winter looms on my horizon

Look at me in my summer wear

Completely unprepared



We wrestle in the grass

He's grown so tall so quick

I struggle to get the better of him

Just how much I truly love him

This I've discovered

These last days of summer

Just how much I truly love them

....These last days of summer....