Summer Song
©Copyright 2003 Rodney Dakita Garcia

There are books in my drawers
Cobwebs on my bed
I’m heavy laden;
There’s a light from an all-night drug store
No One’s really there.
Where is heaven?

Times like this
I think I have to clasp my hands
The cold’s forcing me to pray,
For my summer song has really gone away.

I look for stars
But the night is much too dark for them to show;
And the blizzard on my window sill
Is banging to come in
Like memories from long ago
But I can’t let that stranger in
Though Christmas it may be
So I sit and count the snow flakes fall,
And I hear December sing a song
To keep me company,
But there is no one here
At all.

How I long to hold you
In such a night as this,
For the winter wind
Has a cold and lifeless kiss;
And I can’t imagine
How I can end this day,
For my summer song
Has really gone away.