Last day of Summer

Oh how we moan on the last day of Summer
of the sun setting on our fun
Oh how we stutter and then start to mutter
and we sit there feeling all glum

But on the first day of Fall
we do have it all, just look at all the hues
The sky is pink and to be honest I think
it was you who created your blues

So step outside in the fresh of air
to appreciate nature, it’s dazing
You might be at work and yes it might hurt
but through the window it still looks amazing


Author: Defined by Thrine

'The times they are a-changin' A passionate writer without an agenda History undergraduate Speak freely, listen intently #moreyinthanyang #healthydebates Enjoy...Defined by Thrine.

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