It was the time of year just after the summer's gone When August and September just become memories of songs To be put away with the summer clothes And packed up in the attic for another year.
Thank you all for the fine comments; they are most appreciated! Yes, Summer's end is always bittersweet for me, but the seasons are Almighty God's handiwork and I know that He knows best; even Winter's bitter cold has its purpose, though I must admit that I don't look forward to it. Thank you for the lovely verses, kkollwitz: they are the epitome of the present days. May Almighty God bless you and your loved ones.
Very, very true.
ReplyDeleteTranquility - yes. But, with a touch of sadness because it is the end of summer.
ReplyDeleteIt was the time of year just after the summer's gone
ReplyDeleteWhen August and September just become memories of songs
To be put away with the summer clothes
And packed up in the attic for another year.
Indian Summer, Dream Academy
Thank you all for the fine comments; they are most appreciated! Yes, Summer's end is always bittersweet for me, but the seasons are Almighty God's handiwork and I know that He knows best; even Winter's bitter cold has its purpose, though I must admit that I don't look forward to it. Thank you for the lovely verses, kkollwitz: they are the epitome of the present days. May Almighty God bless you and your loved ones.
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