Whatever the way the Summer days end,
In the type of Summer is how it has been,
Whether a good one or bad one,
The [url=http://iraq-here.com/vb/showthread.php?t=71002]last [/url]days of summer,
Can be sad or happy endings,
As each season ends,
With another one beginning,
The Summer could have been,
Miserable yet,
Sun scorching us everyday,
And sunlight shining on all our faces,
It is how it is,
Out there where all is seen,
In,
Summer days of fun,
Summer days of love,
Summer days of seeing,
Summer days of been,
Out and about where Summer is,
And when Summer came and went?
With a mundane feeling that it left?
Was the [url=http://iraq-here.com/vb/showthread.php?t=71002]last [/url]days of summer,
And the begining of another,
Autumn as we know it,
Fall in other places,
Where the ending of one season shows,
By the decaying of it,
When Autumn Fall shows,
Where we will wrap up and snuggle,
With warm cuppas drinks,
With a book,
Or,
Catch up on watching films,
Yet,
Still,
Musing over the Summer days,
Of sunshine memories,
Now,
Warm hats and gloves,
With rustle leaves,
That rustle beneath,
Our feet as we walk,
Through the park,
And see,
The Summer leaves turn,
To autumn shades,
Taking in,
The [url=http://iraq-here.com/vb/showthread.php?t=71002]last [/url]days of summer,
Reflecting,
And remember,
The falls of Autumn's,
Is the signs of summer,
That has ended,
And minglings with,
All that falls,
From the Summer ending,
To autumn beginnings,
Is the,
Decaying,
Of summer,
To regrow itself,
For next season's of summer,
When it begins again,
Yet,
In between,
There's,
Autumn,
Winter,
Spring,
Till,
Again,
Last days of summer,
And all in bloom again.
In the type of Summer is how it has been,
Whether a good one or bad one,
The [url=http://iraq-here.com/vb/showthread.php?t=71002]last [/url]days of summer,
Can be sad or happy endings,
As each season ends,
With another one beginning,
The Summer could have been,
Miserable yet,
Sun scorching us everyday,
And sunlight shining on all our faces,
It is how it is,
Out there where all is seen,
In,
Summer days of fun,
Summer days of love,
Summer days of seeing,
Summer days of been,
Out and about where Summer is,
And when Summer came and went?
With a mundane feeling that it left?
Was the [url=http://iraq-here.com/vb/showthread.php?t=71002]last [/url]days of summer,
And the begining of another,
Autumn as we know it,
Fall in other places,
Where the ending of one season shows,
By the decaying of it,
When Autumn Fall shows,
Where we will wrap up and snuggle,
With warm cuppas drinks,
With a book,
Or,
Catch up on watching films,
Yet,
Still,
Musing over the Summer days,
Of sunshine memories,
Now,
Warm hats and gloves,
With rustle leaves,
That rustle beneath,
Our feet as we walk,
Through the park,
And see,
The Summer leaves turn,
To autumn shades,
Taking in,
The [url=http://iraq-here.com/vb/showthread.php?t=71002]last [/url]days of summer,
Reflecting,
And remember,
The falls of Autumn's,
Is the signs of summer,
That has ended,
And minglings with,
All that falls,
From the Summer ending,
To autumn beginnings,
Is the,
Decaying,
Of summer,
To regrow itself,
For next season's of summer,
When it begins again,
Yet,
In between,
There's,
Autumn,
Winter,
Spring,
Till,
Again,
Last days of summer,
And all in bloom again.