Our long, hot summer is sadly nearly over. <br />No more will we see the daisy or the clover. <br />The leaves have already begun to fall from the trees. <br />No longer will the summer flowers attract busy bees. <br /> <br />For dinner, we’ll be cooking hearty casseroles, <br />To warm through our poor, cold, shivering souls. <br />We’ll soon be experiencing many a misty morn, <br />When pretty little dew-drops crystallize the lawns. <br /> <br />In shop windows, mannequins wear browns and greys; <br />Reflecting the forthcoming grey and gloomy winter days. <br />We’ll be dead-heading the once pretty summer flowers. <br />And huddle under umbrellas against the wintry showers. <br /> <br />About leaves on the train lines, we’ll soon have to worry, <br />And the wrong kind of snow will slow down those in a hurry. <br />Students will soon return to University, college and school, <br />As the weather changes from being very hot to decidedly cool. <br /> <br />Out of storage, we’ll retrieve our winter duvets, <br />And, longer in our beds, we’ll now want to stay. <br />With the summer season over, seafront cafes will shut up shop, <br />And pleasure boat rides for tourists will soon begin to stop. <br /> <br />The nights will grow increasingly longer. <br />The winds will grow increasingly stronger. <br />Soon, there’ll be dull days and rain drops. <br />No more will we be wearing strappy tops. <br /> <br />In our woolly hats, coats and gloves, we’ll be all snug. <br />At night, we’ll sit, by the fireside, with soup in a mug. <br />No longer will we be craving strawberry ice cream. <br />Of next year’s summer holiday, we’ll sit and dream. <br /> <br />Soon, we’ll be faced with many a hard frost, <br />When some of our precious plants may be lost. <br />Very soon, we’ll have changed our style of dressing, <br />From summer to winter, which is so very depressing.<br /><br />Angela Wybrow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-is-nearly-over/
