Morning chill to mid-day heat
Complaints of humidity
Complements to longer days
Leading to firework filled nights.
I wait
I listen
I know
Soon will be the song
Of cicadas warning
“Frost is coming!”
90 days we have of warning
90 days until the flowers die.
I listen
I wait
I know
As you complain about this heat
I hear the winter coming
I awaken to barely chilled mornings
Leading to longer nights.
I love this day for what it gives me
I rejoice in these last daisy days.