Summertime

The season is changing

Summertime was

the pinnacle

The height of life,

Before decline.

Backyard parties

Barbeques

Sunning & swimming

In the pool.

Too hot?

Get wet.

I never wore

A hat back then.

As a teen

My swimsuit was

my sexiest clothing

I wanted to be seen.

Seeking approval

Seeking men

Now much less

Than I was then.

When fall came

It meant decline

A dying -

Summer’s, but also mine.

Summer’s here

Sweltering

Taking refuge now

Inside the cool

I walk early

Before sun’s shining

Always a hat

Careful timing.

Now I welcome

Summer’s decline

Although it means

Things are dying.

I’ve turned down

the volume

but I’m hearing

More clearly.

I’m doing less,

But choosing things

With

More meaning.

The sun’s too hot for me,

So I’m inside.

My cat agrees

Flopped on her side.