The last days of summer
When the earth is dry and still
From endless hours to short and fleeting light
Wind blows the first fallen leaves
Across the big green hill.
The rose that brought such pleasure
Now bids a fond farewell
As she sheds her velvety petals
I must say goodbye to summer skies
Now reminiscing sweetly of the days
And I'll miss the daisies that line the hill
With their slow and gentle nods
Seasons come and seasons go
And I know that summer must surrender
To the beauty of autumn
That will fill the earth with wonder
(Top from Whistles, palazzo pants from Topshop, bracelets from FE)
Monday, 23 August 2010
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