My summer flew by –
The wind did not catch.
There were many thoughts and tasks.
Like one moment of light, like a cloud at dawn,
Looking at night, I go to bed.
My summer has flown by.
The sun is not enough for me.
It’s already cold to sleep in a tent outdoors.
Darkness comes early.
Rain sometimes.
Summer, I’m always waiting for you!
4 September 2020
