Early Summers

Summer must
Have
Come early as shit
This year
Sitting outside in the rain
Thinking I've got a couple of more months
To gain
Speed
Thinking that's all I really need
But it's only March
And by the dead heat of summer
You probably will have already moved on
But you'll remember me
With every winter
That blooms into spring
Being sprung enough
To only want
To be your
Summer fling.