Summer is here

The time has come

To face the fierceness of the hot dome

The sun is there

It brightens the sky

It wakes us up at the crack of dawn

With little slivers creeping across the lawn

It tells us that it’s time to get up and eat summer pie

The day ends

The sun goes down

The sun bending across the ground

The last slivers flowing across the lawn like an evening gown

The sunset watched without a sound

And finally the sun is down