Summer’s hanging on

Parched, dry leaves too tired to fan

Hot air lays heavy.

It pours from the sky

Causing rivers to rise up

Turns streets into streams.

Pinks and whites all ’round

Landscapes splashed with such color

Spreading so much cheer.

With mind games and lies

Only we wound, just because

We think we’re so smart.

Clever little birds

Knew to hide before the storm

As humans get drenched.

Ready for the heat?

Ushered by Earth’s rotation

It’s the north’s turn now.

Warm rock for a bed

Beside lovely waterfalls

Sweet afternoon nap.