Slow Death of Summer 23/05/2011 by adeeyoyo 20 Comments Slow Death of Summer The wind whispers in the trees, Softly sighing. Weeping leaves rain down to the ground And the carpet of grass lies Drying, dying to golden brown. Image: by smbailie-photobucket.com ©DGA 23.05.2011 14:51 Advertisements Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInGooglePocketLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: adeeyoyo I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!