The holiday of Summer...

Books are packed

Papers trashed or neatly stacked

A renewed warmth is on the wind

When long days begin

Driven by thoughts of what's next

Desiring an adventurous rest

Until, once again

Darkness falls, Cold wind blows

Leaves begin to tell tales of the future

A future everyone knows

And a new year begins

A year within a year

As summer vacation comes to its end