I'm going to miss your lazy mornings, your breakfasts at 11, your snacks of fresh blueberries
Your blooming flowers, bright blue skies, bowls full of blackberries
Your fire-side s'mores, picnics on blankets, fruit fondues
Thanks for your golden light, your perfect rays of sun
I'm going to miss your afternoon breeze, your evening moonlight
I'll never forget the lessons of love you taught me, how being a blessing is more important than receiving one
And thank you for giving way to falling leaves, crisp air, apples ripening on trees
Thank you that you came, and thank you that you're coming again.