respite

We are having a respite
tops down, breeze blowing,
bees and birds frantic in the last
of the season's possibilities.
Roses are budding one
last
gasp
delicate pink and brilliant red
shocking against turning trees.
We are having a respite the
smiles and children screaming leave
echoes along the sidewalks
looping back and back in an endless,
sweet cacaphony
of summer's end.