i breathe a sigh of relief

as the thought of a hot summer

will soon fade and be a distant memory

of a favorite season, not..

that causes irritation

and feels like a pesty fly

that will not go away..

but when it does

my heart swells with gratitude

for the reprieve in weather..

and I want to skip like a child

and flutter like an autumn leaf

that has taken flight..

ever so light and free

to embrace the coolness of the air..

                                           r gould