The last few days of summer

Each season has its own beginning and end.
The last days of summer will become the first
days of fall and the harvest will heed the
call of winter.

The trees that shaded and protected earth all summer
now stand like sentinels, quiet, deep in reverie.
Leaves, once verdant and green, will now prepare
for their annual color display, then fade away.

'Goodbye' I whisper softly
A soft wind blows by
The wind will soon become harsh
The sun, has almost gone
I feel cold,and a night chill sets in..