I must sadly acknowledge the passing of summer. It was with us for such a short time. We barely had time to know it. I can still hear the sweet song of the morning birds. Still see the rosy pink sunset as day came to an end. I am certain we all will shed a tear for this dear season, but there is no need to cry for long. Summer will return again in a year or two and our hearts will beat again. Am I being too dramatic?
