There were other summers
When it was enough to say
'Peaches are good' to make
It a good summer. Summers
Past, before, when you were
Still here, with me. Summers
Not like this one, without you.
This summer, I'm thinking of
How much you would enjoy
This fruit of summer. Burt,
The peaches are good this
Summer. This summer, I am
Missing you. That's not good.