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End of Summer

End of Summer

When summer leaves and takes her warming shawl,
The birds toward the south begin to fly.
The leaves of wizened trees begin to dye
As shorter days announce the hues of fall.

In town, a weary man lies down to rest;
His lawn, pristine and green, begins to sleep.
An autumn chill at night begins to creep,
A sign that winter calls to start her quest.

Across the street, a lawn remained unkept
And harbored various weeds in carpet grass.
The drizzly morning saw a mower pass
As one misty-eyed dandelion wept.

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Angel L Villanueva

Hi Bernadete. Thank you for your comment. Summer will soon be gone, and though I like the colorful days of autumn, the thought of dealing with winter makes me want to move to a tropical island.  :)

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Bernadete van d...

We just started Spring here. Lovely time! New Zealand is not a tropical island, very cold here, but still a slice of paradise. Plenty of sunshine.

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Angel L Villanueva

Enjoy that time! I love spring. It is a time of year when everything seems to come alive. Having plenty of sunshine, even if it is cold out, is better than cold days mixed with grayish skies.

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