long lovely lonely
sunny summer days
all alone
companion-less
devoid of company
passing day after day of summer sun
all by my lonesome
no one to pass the time with
the end of this long summer finds me
willing autumn's speedy arrival
longing for shorter days and longer nights
and hoping it will bring with it
someone to pass the season with
but as green bleeds from the leaves
leaving behind orange and red and yellow
a chill creeps into the air
pushing summer's heat into memory
turning my hope into to hopelessness
that autumn might be lonely
that I might pass another season alone
and I don't even want to think about winter
