Ungrateful Season Poem by George Samuel

We scrambled for water
But rained in torrent
And all snicked back for shelter
When it turn chill at frozen percent
The punctual sun resume a busy body
All selfsame lonely by the sea
Classed by roaring void of still and steady
So abandon her she was meant to be
Soon a hint occur the river for the season
Cautioned to meet regret
But too shallow depth to reason
Where shall we go
Back to the rain
Or dry in the cruel sun
And share all time in pain
In a time without a proverb person
Where every one needed comfort
Which was altogether drown in the sea
But for the sun
Floated away by the shallow sea
With a season for us
Return to learn no place like home