Summer and Fall

I feel my summer passing me by,
It blows and blows away from me,
The sound of children playing dwindles to my ear,
The noise of teenagers in the night air starts to stop,
Even the trees and flowers start to change in color, some following death,
I feel myself getting older every minute day by day,
I feel the sun's rays stop to shine as brilliantly as before,
I feel the temperature drop and drop by the hour,
I feel the coming of fall, the breeze, the trees, the colors,
I know things will start to go the same as I was three months younger,
I know that life will go back to calming down, waiting until the next vacation and summer,
Why does summer have to run by as quickly?
But I know that balance has to be done, or else the world would be dead to us.