Goodbye Summer, see you next year
The Season of change is here
The lightheartedness and warmth of yesterday
Fading with my tan lines and careless smiles.
Seriousness overcomes fun,
bathing suits are replaced with sweaters.
No more late nights or lazy days
Of summer’s haze.
Chilly mornings of introspection,
And daily routines are priority now.
Harvesting and preparing for what is next to come.
Living between the worlds on Hallows Eve.
Tuning into the magic of the changing leaves.
Fret not, my summer love,
for change is what we are made of.
For now this is the end,
Farewell my summer friend.