Bittersweet Summers

After the thaw of winter
and the rains of spring
the anticipation rises
but it’s a bittersweet thing

Yes, the flowers bloom
and the grass grows green and thick
Yes, the idea of summer is nice
but it goes away quick

Buried under the sunshine is sadness
and underneath that is hurt
summer means loss
then pile on even more hurt

With the warmth there was one hello
followed by one goodbye
then a few cherished photos
and a life time of “whys”

Summer is bitter
Summer is sweet
I will never wish summers away
but without you they feel incomplete

Donna Finch
4/21/2010