The Summer Knows

The summer smiles, the summer knows,

And unashamed, she sheds her clothes;

The summer smoothes the restless sky,

And lovingly she warms the sand on which you lie.

The summer knows, the summer’s wise,

She sees the doubts within your eyes,

And so she takes her summer time

Tells the moon to wait and the sun to linger,

Twists the world ’round her summer finger,

Lets you see the wonder of it all.

And if you’ve learned your lesson well,

There’s little more for her to tell;

One last carress – it’s time to dress for fall.