Goodbye Summer. poem.


Soon the tree’s will turn to yellow,

to copper, to red and gold

soon another summer will be behind

us gone forever until spring

and it begins all over again.  Soon we

will be huddled in winter woolys

warm jackets, hats and coats and boots

we will forget about the garden and outdoor

fun and games and take up the

fireside or the central heated room wrapping

ourself in warmth taking up winter

pastime’s planning holiday breaks for next

summer, sad to say goodbye summer.


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