Summer’s been sleeping,
Wasting her alotted days
Procrastinating.
Weather man keeps promising
Tomorrow for sure
We’ll see her warm sunny smile,
Yet so far it seems
She keeps on hibernating.
Will tomorrow ever come?
Choka
Summer’s been sleeping,
Wasting her alotted days
Procrastinating.
Weather man keeps promising
Tomorrow for sure
We’ll see her warm sunny smile,
Yet so far it seems
She keeps on hibernating.
Will tomorrow ever come?
Choka
Love the picture. And the poem.
Thank you Diane