The summer sun catches the
Glimpse of my eyes.
Turning them into balls of fire
Reflecting inside me.
The moist, but dry air comes
From the west of where I live.
The summer sky turning the sky
Into an ombre effect
From the color pink to blue.
The sweat from my hands as I write
Reflects the anticipation of my Emotions.
The hot air reminds me of my
Childhood as I played outside with my
Telling him that the sun is feeling
Warm this season.
But as the season of summer fades
So does my flaming eyes.