When we've already tasted summer

It makes no sense to plummet

Into a return to cold of yesterday

When we were just beginning to play



And had turned out en masse

And filled our tanks with gas

In order to travel the miles

So we could greet the smiles



Which have adorned the face

And has made our heart race

So much so, we have spun gears

Which have given us some tears



Of joy, as we have traversed

Roads which are unrehearsed

With the glimmer in our heart

We will find a way to start

A new love union which'll be

The most perfect cup of tea



Which'll warm our heart to the quick

And allow us to finally kick 

The last snow which has fallen

Back to yesterday, as we call in



All our reserves for trips to come

As we brave ourselves for the next sun

Which will shine on good knights

Even though it is dark of night.



- Tristram