You weren’t supposed to come today
And yet you still arrived
And like always you took and took
And I gave, but you never seemed satisfied
Unnexpected, you showed up at my door
Knocking, and with a hood in your hand
“Why?” I asked, summer was here
You shrugged and said many things happen
That we cannot begin to understand
And so I stepped outside
Jacket in hand, cap on my head,
Gloves on my hands
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