Farewell Sumer

• Vishav Kumar, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2013

I farewell thee summer, for Autumn is in our midst

Where the crispy, crunchy leaves fall to the ground

Leaving an eerie mist

Our days are no longer soaked in daylight

Only a glum emptiness

The days pass quickly, before you know it it’s night

The bitter cold wind howls, for it is relentless

Pounding against my door

Bringing eternal coldness which seems to be endless

And as the steady rain hits my window pane

I wonder when this bitterness will end

I scream and shout for the clouds to go, but I know it is in vain