A New Letter to Summer

Dear Summer,

I take it all back. I was wrong when I wrote this. It was all Fall's fault. She tricked me with her beautiful leaves and cool breezes. She teased me with fun holidays. Yet, merely days after Winter's official arrival, the holidays were over and I was left with nothing but cold, gray days.

If you come back soon, I promise the disease-free mosquitoes can have all of me that they want. I'll even try to ignore the chiggers. I'll smile at the way the humidity makes my children's hair so curly and ignore the way it makes my legs stick to everything.

Please give me another chance, dear Summer. Don't simply tease me with Daylight Saving Time. Come soon! I'll even share the ice cream!

Your Friend,

Lizz