Summer Has Come Poem by Aarushi Chatterjee

When water runs down dry shingles
The ponds become full to overflow
When the spine of the mountains tingles
With the melting of the snow
Summer has come at last; my child;
Summer has come; I know!
When beds of little babies are jumped out of;
When children go about with smiles;
Not a single cold or cough
To be heard of a child from miles;
When the fog clears away, leaving drops of dew;
When the bright brown sun begins to show;
Summer has come at last; my child;
Summer has come; I know!
When ice-cream shops open round the bend
And juices all down the road;
When all the pocket-money seems to spend;
When mothers have sweaters safely away stowed;
When dreams come floating from faraway
When the summer fairies sing their song;
Summer has come, oh my child;
Summer is coming along! !