Summer is approaching fast
And spring's gentle breeze is threatened
By the scorching sun.
Its heat lays heavily upon me
A burden I must bear with dignity.
Yet it frightens me to watch
The spring depart without a word farewell.
I must let Summer enter in
And welcome it with open arms
For though I fear the season's change,
I know I cannot stop it,
No more than I can stop
The tide from rolling it
Or stop myself from growing old.
Fate cannot be hindered
So I will stand tall and brave
As summer warms the earth
And matures the buds of spring.