Summer

Where is the sun? What have they done? We've planned for all year, getting things done We've sweat, we've saved, we've really behaved We know when it's slow we'll get what we've craved Sun, sea, sand in our hair, with memories we've saved Sending those post cards saying "Wish you were here!" Watching all the great scenery that we hold so dear And knowing full well it went by way too fast Yet thinking it was a lot better than year last!