Summer’s Short Lease

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by Sharon M. Kennedy

Every year after Labor Day Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18 comes to mind because it signals the end of summer. Even the swings at Brimley State Park are silent as children return to their classrooms. Some are pleased to be back among friends. Others wish summer would never end. It does, of course, as each season gives way to the next. It’s the law of nature. If you haven’t read this sonnet, enjoy. If you recall it from the days of your youth, enjoy it even more.

Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And oft’ is his gold complexion dimm’d,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest.
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can handle, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.


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