Dying Summer

ly streets now carried a sense of wistfulness, as if the fading sun had taken with it the joyous spirit of the se

t sweaters and jackets. The laughter of children playing outside grew softer, replaced by a solemn hush. Nature too began to refle

summer. The days grew shorter, and the sun, once high in the sky, cast longer shadows as it made its descent. There

ir. Gardens that once bloomed with vibrant flowers now showcased fading petals, a reminder of the passing seaso

, ice cream cones dripping with sweetness, and laughter that echoed through the streets. They knew that while the summer may f