As Gone As Summer Poem by Folayemi Akande

To forfeit the grieve of her sweet absence
Will be as foolish a wish unto death
Indeed I've lost her embrace and presence
To the long hands of miles and undue sunset.

Losing her, miles have found that which I've lost
Unkindly to the snail pace hands of time
For my sake, life may make her return a must.
Costly are silvery linings, she cost no dime.

Cruel mile, shorten your reign over my bride
Prevail your reign elsewhere, for Cupid's sake
A man who possess a woman hath a pride
Mine is in her that no tempest can take.

Pray thee, concede your rivalry to defeat
Indulge my sweet Anne to summer visit.