Oh, Lost Summer

This morning I woke up and looked out my window to see the weather. To my utter disappointment I saw frosty dew on my car windows. I almost cried. I was trying to hold onto the Summer and warm days, playing tug-o-war with Fall, but I think it has finally won. In tribute to my lost summer days, I wrote a poem. Now, here is my disclaimer. I am, by no means, a poet. I am quite terrible, actually. So, if you decide to continue then let it be known that you were warned. This needs to be read in a lamentable manner.

The Lost Summer

Oh, lost Summer now gone away
How I so wanted you to stay
The crisp morning air
With children playing everywhere
Are now lost until a distant day.

Gone are the summer nights with stars so high
Twinkling in the warm and bright nights sky
The thunder showers
The sweet smelling flowers
And freshly made rhubarb pie.

Now here we are with frost on the ground
We look to the sky and don't hear a sound
The birds have flown away
The cold is here to stay
And my sad heart begins to pound.

I look forward to the day
When summer is here to stay
My garden will grow
The lawn I'll get to mow
And outside, until late, I can play.