The Irony of Summer


After the first official day

In late June,

The daytime will be

Narrowing toward winter


My child mind

Thought the long days

Could not end, and might

We have some more, please?

And we did


My grown-up mind

Is, however, taxed

Imposing accuracy and will

Since the longer light of summer

Will go more briefly

To each sunset


C L Couch



Photo by Daiga Ellaby on Unsplash

Las Palmas de Gran Canaria, Spain