Summer, I love you once and doubtless will again;
for sure I’ll miss your warm and humid breath some months from now,
during the short, cold days and frigid nights of February.
But at the moment, on this your last day with me for a while,
I have to say I think some time apart will do us good,
let us cool down from our heated altercations
so we can start afresh next time.
T. Allen Culpepper