Every year,

As the leaves get greener

And the sun gets warmer

I crave the summer

Like a kid craving ice cream

But in those few weeks

Before the blazing sun

And refreshing water hit,

I reminisce on fall,

The kind-of-cold but

Kind-of-warm weather

The hot coffee and

The smell of the dying trees

But the feeling quickly goes away

As I remember, we must enjoy summer

Because seasons come and go

Like old school friends

And fall is only fall when the leaves are orange