Summer’s End

Danielle Steel
Summer’s End

© 1979

The summer came

like a whisper

dancing

in her hair,

wishing he would

care

and dream

and stop

the carousel

until he heard

her truth

until he brought

her youth

back

laughing

to her eyes,

she wanted him

to realize

she loved him

still

until

too late…

but time

would never

wait,

would never be…

and she was free

for sand castles

and dreams,

the summer schemes

so sweet

so new,

so old…

the story told,

the heavens

blend

the love lives on

’til

summer’s end.

d.s.