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Summer's Fade Out

A whispering farewell
Of the Breeze in late August
It is turning cooler by Day
The Nights arrive quickly
That much earlier to stay
Swimming trunks in the draw
Short sleeves,back in the trunk
Fall is approaching
Her voice faintly heard
 LifeGuards are leaving
The Beach to be tightrope
Children return to the School Hustle
Winter is around and about
Slowly on the horizon
As we gaze for one more time
Summer's Final Fade Out

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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