Summer Sang In Me

I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.


What started me down this line of thought? The weather report, no, the ‘ice’ report. Read it and weep:
The Lake is gorgeous in it’s fantastique formations but it’s gonna be another late spring followed by a cool summer. This cramps my summer sailing, kayaking, camping, swimming, beaching style. I can still do all those things..just..a bit later in the year and dressed in a sweater.

While I’m on this bittersweet bent would you like to read the rest of Edna St. Vincent Millay’s Work? A good piece of poetry not only clarifies your feelings it can take your mind off the weather:

You can find the full poem here:

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