Goodbye Summer

August 21, 2011
Close your eyes,
Feel the wind.
It's getting to the time when
The cool air is coming.
Summer is running
Until next year.
Enjoy what you have.
Try not to get mad
At the fact that I'm abandoning you.
The cool breeze is calling.
The red leaves are falling.
It's time for me to go.
I'll be back next year when the sun starts to shine
And the beach is all
Blink: I'm here,
I'm gone.
Say goodbye Summer,

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