The sun is shining
The day is beautiful
Is summer ending?
Oh, another season.
The fall is coming.
Soon the chill will be here.
Leaves turning brown.
Time spent on the deck.
Oh, beautiful summer,
I will miss you so.
But, this is the way
Of the world. Seasons pass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem, like it, a great write.