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The end of summer September 2006

Updated on December 18, 2009

The End of Summer

The end of summer

and the shadows lengthen

down the garden.

A quietness seems to be falling,

the very air is quieter,

as if the long, winter sleep

has already begun.

Leaves turning golden, red

and orange, start to float,

one by one,

landing on the pond,

on the cat enjoying

the last warmth in the sun.

Before the autumn breezes

change to frosty, winter winds.

But for now, I enjoy

the feeling of timelessness,

as I see the shadows of the trees

on the grass.

As the end of summer

lengthens the shadows

down the garden.

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      myownworld 7 years ago from uk

      lovely poem....! 'Leaves turning golden, red, orange, start to float, one by one, landing on the pond, on the cat enjoying the last warmth in the sun' - such beautiful lines.. thank you for posting!

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      Hummingbird5356 7 years ago

      Thank you for these words. I am glad you like my poem.

    • Micky Dee profile image

      Micky Dee 7 years ago

      It's good to bask in the heat, the warmth and try to keep that feeling until we feel it again. Thanks

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      Hummingbird5356 7 years ago

      Yes. You are right. Thank you.

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      lalesu 6 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon

      Beautiful! The end of summer is always bittersweet to me. I live in the deep south, and still the slight change in the weather gives me a feeling of unease. I will need to bookmark your poem so I can settle my soul against the coming seasons.

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      Hummingbird5356 6 years ago

      Same here. There is a different feeling in the air when summer is over and autumn is on its way. Thank you for reading my poem.

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      Micky Dee 6 years ago

      Well! Here we are again! September! And we start the cycle again. This poem is still beautiful! Great thoughts!

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      Hummingbird5356 6 years ago

      Thank you Micky.

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