| Sacrificing the Summer The air was heavy and hot, The wind was barely blowing. And I just stood there, trying to say what I thought. Your hair stuck to your forehead, And your shirt clung to your chest. I knew I couldn�t let you walk away. I understood somewhere that if I let you go, That summer would end. In the midst of the heat, The sun blazing down on us, I knew it would be over. I dug my toes into the burning sand, And forced my tears to stay inside my eyes. I let what little wind was blowing touch my face. And I watched your mouth, You�re deep frown and the lines that creased your eyes. I know how you hate the end of the summer, When the wind turns cold and the freedom goes. I wanted this summer to last forever for you. So I smiled and pushed my hair off my neck, I reached and touched my warm hand to yours. I let the heat of us be enough to burn the sun, And you let me hold you, And I knew we had saved the summer once again. By: Rachel Ann Werner Copyright 2002 |