Those swallows came early this year,
As the countryside went marching by,
and the raindrops fell as tears.
The verdant green redundant,
for hues of dusty beige,
The heavens however,
emptied regularly,
but only for a second glance,
when the lady who held sole control of the skies,
Excited heat,
and buzzing flies,
An evaporation of sodden deposits,
The fields became but dried out dust.
But,
the beach was swell,
as was the tide,
where bikini clad ladies,
glowed sweet perspiration,
and saline dew drops,
fell from the kiss of the waves,
Now they're saying goodbye,
to the summer that was,
because the rain came,
They're waving cheerio,
on a wing and a prayer,
to the swallows,
who came early,
this summer,I swear!
(C) Livvi
Inspired by the wonderful Emily Dickinson