And it was suddenly summer for a moment, <br />When ruthless rain relented temporarily <br />And small blue pools, empty of water, <br />Stretched out in the white lake of sky <br />And, though the Round Pond still reflected <br />Some miserable unseasonable greyness, <br />The warmer, balmy breath of August <br />Reminded me in half-hushed whispers <br />That the sun had not forgotten us completely <br />But, like the laughing rollerblader who passed <br />Hardly hanging onto the back of the saddle <br />Of his striped-shirted older brother’s bicycle, <br />The weather chuckled to itself once more <br />As if it already knew tomorrow’s forecast!<br /><br />C Richard Miles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-moments/
