Like sand in the hour glass
life keeps slipping past.
Fading eternally
moving so fast.

Summers come
and summers go.
Joy and happiness
Grief and agony.

One day its here
next it's gone,
its elusive
fragile and small.

We cannot tame it
we cannot control it.
It rules its own destiny
it comes when it chooses.

Like reading the last sentence
of a wonderful book,
or the last tranquil note of a love song,

So too do I watch the final pages of summer
fade away.

I do not know whether to grieve
for it is gone,
or to rejoice
for the memories it left behind.

I think I will rejoice
for it has been a summer to be remembered
full of wonders and excitement,
adventure and peril
love and happiness.

Like the setting of the sun
so too must the pages of this sweet season
fade.

Farewell to the fading pages
of sweet summer time.