Summer.

Summer.

Summer is here, and the air is nice and warm. When winter runs away, it's all gone. All the clocks are moving ahead. Then back again this same time next year. I put my winter coat away. It is torn anyway. Time to get out my shorts and short-sleeve shirts. Then we will go walking on the beach in the sand. The tide comes in and goes out. Which means night is at hand. So we go to the club and listen to the band. We stay all night and make our plans. Then daylight comes up. Then we start all over again. It never ends; summer is here to stay. But the winter comes in and takes it all away.