Last Day of Spring
The sun hangs high, casting long shadows,
A gentle warmth wraps around us,
Sunburned arms tell stories of laughter,
Of afternoons spent in the embrace of light.
Ice tea sweats in chilled glasses,
A refreshing pause before the heat arrives,
Sunglasses shield our eyes from brilliance,
As we savor the last blooms of spring.
Petals drift softly to the ground,
Nature’s farewell, a quiet transition,
The air thickens with the promise of summer,
A shift in the breeze, a hint of what’s to come.
We gather our memories,
Packing away the coolness of spring,
Preparing for the vibrant days ahead,
Where the sun will blaze and the world will awaken.
In this moment, we breathe deeply,
Holding onto the beauty of what was,
As we step forward into the warmth,
Ready for the adventures of summer.