I don't want summer to go away.
And I know it will return, again one day.
But I hate the cold that winter brings
I bites my nose and gives my fingers a sting!
I like it warm where I can lay outside
in my lawn chair with a cool drink by my side.
To work on my tan and wear shorts and no sleeves.
Oh hurry summer, hurray back please!
Snow is pretty when it first does fall
and it makes neat snowmen
and those kids snow balls.
But I'm not as young as I was long ago
And I don't go out and play, in the cold of snow!
I could hop on a plane and go to where the sun always shines
it seems the thing to do, it's done by most friends of mine.
But all they do is stay in all day.
Say it's too hot to go out for them to play.
So I'll sit and wait for summers return
and drag my lawn chair in the house!
Then I'll sit and tan under a sun lamp and dream
and wait for the warmth of summer, before I go back out!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem