I miss the days of summer
though they have not long passed
the days of long warm weather
i knew they’d never last
Short skirts and plunging tops
No more this year i’ll see
My jaw will much less drop
Unless it’s on TV.
But my sadness is not for boobs
Though I like them all the same
For my mind is not that crude,
The reality far more tame
I’ll miss the heat that warms my skin
The long light evenings
So even though it’s Christmas soon
The summer, my heart will be in.