Summer Moves Poem by Jose Ramon Sanchez

Summer Moves



Warm summer air droops
As days shorten before the sun
The trees consume their sorrow
And prepare for wintery soup
All good things vanish less than a day,
Peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decay.
The bright, lucid soul of your birth year,
Like the earth takes too long to reappear.

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