Summer in abandon grey and rainy every day sometimes very windy and quite miserable I'll say The sun has gone on holiday and left us quite alone which isn't very thoughtful as we're still stuck at home So long days lounging on the beach are absent at this time as are evenings out the back with a warm glass of wine But just around the corner August waits with bated breath so perhaps there is a glimmer for us here, the bereft
For though we all may grumble it's amazing how the sun shows how short the memory is in everyone Fickle we may be, but hey it's summer after all and it's not that much to ask so 'sunshine' hear the call!
©Jemverse
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