There's still a hint of summer in the rays of an intermittent sun. Make no mistake, however, for autumn is near.
I try to turn on the heater but it's broken. soon, I think, I'll wear sweaters and jackets. And it won't be long before gloves, hats and coats are worn too.
I look at you and catch a glimmer of the glistening sun in your eyes. It's one of those rays that's cast against the window. I rack my brain to find the name of the color reflected in your eyes.
I close my eyes as I allow the sun to warm my face. It's tender. But autumn is near.