Summer's Goodbye

The setting sun,
an orange-tinted breeze.
From trees once green
fall yellow colored leaves.

The beauty of summer
now becomes fall.
Just seasons that change
though I haven't changed at all.

We swam in the sun
and sat midnight by fire.
Walked through nature,
talked, and admired.

Home again,
outside at last.
The beauty of summer
now memories from the past.

A fading light
that will soon be gone.
Hoped it would never end
but knew better all along.

The setting sun,
a light that won't fade.
Summer is gone,
but the memories remain.