When summer’s gone

Already August
Thunderstorms and hailstones, astunned
Don’t blink don’t
Blink
Oh
The summer’s gone

Then one day
Here again
Grass is green and flowers
Blooming in the garden
Don’t get caught in a daze don’t
Look back
Envisaging
What’s been missing and gone
What – if – once – were

Just watch
Butterflies kiss
In the breeze
The swaying butterfly-bush
Keeping the bees company

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