From Summer To Fall Poem by Linda Pluge

My best summer now is gone,
Time gets worse and worse.
Now we see more orange and brown leaves,
We see more colours on the ground and around us.

I want the sun back,
That shines in the day, but not at the night.
That shines down the earth.
And keeps things growing.
I miss trips, tans and travel plans,
But now my summer falls in auburn arms of September.
But I will always remember
That summer is the best time of the year.