We met one summer, when the grass are green
and the flowers bloom
When the birds are feasting, while the
squirrels enjoying their share
When the breath of fresh air surrounds me
and butterflies linger before me
When brother sun is at its might and sister
moon in her gentle evening glory
I learned differently what joy is in a summer time
A Gift from God blessed with your presence
But time is relative, its passing seems imminent
Just like one summer that ends for another
to come
Season changes, it’s just the way God
made it to be
But surely it comes back after life's cycle
takes its round
When this summer comes to a pause , for winter to come
It just tells me, it's time to abandon my
joy in Jesus' Hands
But I'll wait till the next summer comes
When the pause is lifted up, and It doesn't matter when,
For I know that when it comes,
In Jesus, the Giver of Time, it will be The Summer "Pour
Toujours"...
Though this thought comes to my mind
To bid summer a goodbye I do not wish to come
Joyfully I open my hands and live each day as it comes
And be grateful to the Giver of Time
