Days of Summer

It’s the first day of summer
I don’t know where you are
you said you’d call
my phone has not rung at all

Its the first week of summer
still patiently waiting for you
I have finished reading a 2 volume book
and have waded along the brook

Its the first month of summer
your call finally came through
you said you’ll be running late
things will just have to wait

Its the last month of summer
you still haven’t come
not a shadow nor a light
just a cold and empty night

Its the last week of summer
I gazed at the stars
you said you’d come
I opened my door but found no one

Its the last day of summer
I have come to face reality
then a light from afar simply glowed
is that you?...I don’t know.