After Summer

   The last tank top was placed into the winter storage bin and pushed to the back of the closet. She came out into the bedroom and the sunset caught her eye out the window. Wispy clouds hung low over the mountain tops, painted purple, pink and yellow by the setting sun.
The nights had ceased being warm, they were now crisp and invigorating.
The aspens in her yard were starting to change into their fall formal dress of yellow and orange.
She loved fall as much as she loved spring but summer always held her heart.
Summer is where she found love. Fall is where she lost that love.
Winter is where she sat with the broken heart.
Spring is where she came to life once again.

   Her gaze went to the sunset again and a v of Canadian geese flew by. Their moving on to escape the harshness of the winter showed her that she had to move on as well.
As hard as it was to do. As much as she wanted to cling to the memories that were beginning to fade. As much as she wanted things to go back to that good time she knew that if the geese could move on after summer then so could she.
She would not ever forget the time they spent together.
She would never forget the look in his dark eyes.
But she has moved on, memories intact and safely tucked away for her to cherish.

"At least we had the summer my love. At least we had that and who knows, maybe we have another one in us." she said softly to the disappearing geese and then turned back to the packing of summer.