SUMMER....

BASK

Oh, to bask in warmth and light

instead, relentless wind

assaults the day and stirs the night,

and chills uncovered skin.

The weather doesn't seem to know

it's June, when flowers bloom,

and everything that's trying to grow

needs cheerful sun, not gloom.

At night they'd like refreshing rain,

in daylight, gentle sun,

and then we growers won't complain

that gardening's no fun!

HEATWAVE

For most of June we moaned and shivered,

where has summer gone?

And now the temperature has soared

this very sunny summer morn.

It's hot as hell, the pavement's melting,

flowers fading in the blast.

Windows open, catch that breeze,

summer's come, it's here at last!

Kids in school are tired and grumpy,

teachers too have had enough.

Holiday's three weeks away,

bet by then the weather's rough!

We English like to moan and fuss

about the weather, what it does,

but truthfully, it's always like this,

our crazy climate's what we love!