The summer wind whispers its muted message of goodbye

To the late lit leisure evenings and clear azure sky;

To the laughter in children's voices and the murmur of the sea

That linger in our quiet hours now the autumn wind blows free.

 

The summer wind was always warm against our smiling faces

Custodian of happy days and fond remembered places;

Of folk we knew and times we knew that held us in their thrall,

So many things that made life sweet, the summer wind recalls them all.

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