Summer’s End
Long days get shorter
Dark nights get longer
Fall gets closer as leaves fall down
The air gets cooler and leaves turn brown
Nostalgia hits and I think of the people I’ve let go of
Like the trees leaves I’ve lost people along the way, yet me and the trees keep moving forward into the next season.
The earth keeps spinning around its axis and time seems to move faster every year that we spin around to the same place, turning around to Autumn
Autumn gives us the feeling of a new start, new school year
I’m another year older already?
I visited home recently and saw the children of my childhood friends
Is it really the next phase of life already?
I think on the past phases of life
What are the friends doing whom I no longer speak to?
What would my loved ones be doing who are gone too soon?
And what will I do with this new metamorphosis that seems inevitable
Leaves fall again and it’s a perfect time to let go of summer like the trees do and fall in love with the unknown ahead