Goodbye flowers
Summer days pass
I still see the flowers today
But the consequence of Fall
Is very strict
So they will pass away
Say Good-bye to the red roses
The flowers' sweet poses
Summer makes you gay
Tomorrow watch
The trees grow bare
Green leaves are now crisp
How lucky I am to see one last day of summer
Soon it will change in a wisp
Farmers prepare for Fall
Now that I am done admiring
I sit on the stone wall
Think about all the flowers
And say goodbye again