” Summer’s End”

Summer is at its end, this summer night has fallen.

Sadly the crickets song is silent,

For the weather has grown too cold for them too bear.

Summer where have you gone?

You came and went oh so quickly.

Soon my noisy home will be filled with silence all day.

Ever so will I miss the splendid beauty of all the flowers you bloom.

The cooler night air brings promises of winter’s icy grip.

No more fairs, no more carnivals,

No more campfires, no more shiny bright stars at night.

Yet, Summer’s end brings the Fall and all of its marvels to behold.