By Rebekah Sherman
Watching light slowly fade,
As subtle colors of pinks and
Blues are on display,
I know that summer will not stay.
The golden rays adorn the oak,
Maple and pine trees,
And I remember how I used to
Swallow the urge to cry
When August’s days had ended.
Today, I smile instead because I
Know that with the fall comes a
Different kind of glow.
The light of candles will shine in
Jack-o-Lanterns, while the shades of
Green on the tree branches will
Transform splendidly like the
Sunset I watch today.
With comforting thoughts of the
Joyful times of fall, I can enjoy the
Last rays of summer’s light.
