The Girl Who Lived in Summer

She didn't search for herself in between the flowers. She knew she wouldn't find any that could talk back anymore. The sky wasn't blue and the clouds didn't draw pictures for her. She walked through the street and dead brown leaves fell from the trees. She started to run when she came to the forest, pulling out her hair and screaming. She ran and ran touching the trees and searching for a green patch. She ran past the river she had so many times dipped her toes in and tossed back her head listening to the water, but it was dry. She ran till it was dark and there where only shadows, and when she reached her favorite tree her feet were bleeding through her knee-high socks. Her favorite tree was also the biggest, with a big hole in the middle. She crawled into it, sniffing and trembling, and slowly fell asleep. And asleep she stayed forever, sometimes you can hear her whisper "don't die, mother earth, dont die...".
And all because no one told her that after spring and summer, came winter and fall.
Now she would never know.