Summer is agoing out
Not something that I’m sad about
No more sweating just to get to work
Summer is agoing out
It will be back next year no doubt
And in this fall more hot days lurk.
Autumn is acoming in
And that makes me want to grin
Crisp fall days, and fans not needed.
Winter, spring, summer fall
That’s part of nature’s endless call.
And each by each is e’er succeeded.