I was out walking this evening. There's something about a new season coming in.

I don't know just what it is, exactly.

So I thought I'd write about it, instead.

summertime haiku

           honeysuckle sweet

       dusky twilight, 9 o'clock

           today is summer



       bat swings, catchers catch

           we run around the diamond

     our beautiful game



      kids hopscotching home

   ice cream melting in the sun

school's out, it's summer