Summer’s End

Woman hat sunflower field summer

August, though hot and sunny, always signified endings. The bright days were still bursting full of blossoms and grapes, yet they were also unmistakably growing shorter, soon to give way to chilly nights and hot apple cider. Mid-month, we’d go on our annual shopping spree and load up on notebooks, pencils, and crayons. Swimsuits had been moved to make room for coats and sweaters. Some friends had gone, but others waited to be made. Things would be different this year, or so they promised me.

Yellow days pass by,
Petals saved for potpourri…
Fragrant memories.


Image from Pexels.
Poetry form: haibun.
Written for Frank’s Haibun Monday.

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11 responses to “Summer’s End

  1. Lovely sentiments Paula.

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  2. It’s a lovely post. Nostalgic

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  3. Spot on! I remember the summers winding down like that, and the growing excitement of joining the throngs for the new school year.

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  4. Ah, yes, as much as I love autumn, it’s still sad to say goodbye to summer. You’ve described August well!

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