Labour_Upon_The_End_Of_Summer_Days

Labour Upon The End Of Summer Days What marks the end of summer' Why the beginning of fall of course! Fall is my absolute favourite season. The cool breeze blowing in my hair just haunts my summer nights. The crunching and rattling of those dry leaves beneath my shoes in a calm park on an autumn day. The day that my writing becomes a reality is the day that summer will truly end for me. However, until that day arrives, I’m stuck with constant scorching heat waves and rains that fall, not to bring relief, but to ravage all hopes of a good night sleep. Physically, fall is my end of summer. Mentality, though, my autumn would arrive a whole lot later. Labour Day is not like any other day. Perhaps not being apart of the labour force myself reduces the joy that this holiday would bring to most people. To me, Labour Day is just an extension of my two month long holiday. If this day was on a Sunday, instead of a Monday, it would be like one of many endless weekends that occupied my summer. day, summer, school, holiday, fall, labour, start, marks, however, end, beginning, before, autumn, occupied, myself, long, just, good, endless, deal, calm, bring, big, labour, year, wrong, writing, working, work, wish, whole, what’s, weekends, weekend, waves