I close my eyes
Against the sun's brilliance
My skin warm
I cling to summer
To life
To the scent of grass cuttings
And the perfume of roses
Autumn is just a breath away
But right now,
At this very moment
Leaves are green
Tomatoes ripen on bushes
And fruit grows everywhere
I refuse to look to the future
To let the days speed past me
In a blur of Monday to Friday
So I take time to pick blackberries
Purple juice staining my fingers
I watch apples ripening
Spot fruit trees around Brighton
I smell the roses every day
Delighting in the sunshine
And delighting in the rain.
