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Friday, 20 September 2013

End of Summer


I’m one
with the sun
these last
couple of weeks

the last of
stifling heat
I wish would
forever keep

I pack my bag
well aware
when the
cool night air
whispers
summer’s fading
it’s like
 a lost love affair.


~self portrait~

7 comments:

Vandana Sharma said...

we will all miss summer for a while

grapeling said...

summer is so fickle - each year she disappears into longer shadows.

Mary said...

Oh, I feel the same way about summer. "A lost love affair" characterizes my feelings so well too. When autumn comes I always feel like I go a bit into mourning, missing what will take so long to arrive again. Very well expressed.

Truedessa said...

summer's fading it's like a lost
love affair..so true as I so enjoy the summer months.

Brian Miller said...

smiles...i like hte packing up a bit of summer to carry with you into the fall...i love fall though...soak it up while you can though...

Lisa A. Williams said...

I feel the same at the end of every summer. So well expressed in this lovely poem.

Loredana Donovan said...

I love your yellow dress and accessories, so summery :)