We didn’t know it then –

when the skies were blue

the sun warm on our backs

that they would be the last days.

If we’d known

maybe we’d have remembered

to look for a little longer

to sit in the sun

and just enjoy the warmth

maybe we’d have relished

the setting sun, committed the colours

to our memories

and sat a little longer

before we turned away.

But by the time we realised

it was too late

and the sun had gone

and we had squirreled away

just remembering

the last day of summer.