Summer lasted about a week,
Then it started raining.
It went from hot to chilly air.
Yes, I am complaining.
It’s either gloomy, dark, and gray,
Or rains torrential buckets.
As for planning summer stuff
It’s better to say, “Fuck it.”
Haven’t yet been kayaking
Nor ventured to the beach.
Apparently a lovely day is
Far beyond our reach.
This season of rains tropical
Gives me an opportunity
Of living in a brand new place of
Waterfront-like property.
I’m hopeful that when August comes
It won’t mimic July.
I’d like to see the sun come out
Sometime before I die.
