Bathing Suit
Summer is the season I look forward to.
It's that time of year for me to wear my bathing suit.
I skip work to go to the beach, tanning in the sun,
relaxed, care-free and having fun.
Summer is over and here comes Fall
The weather is cool, nighttime comes early.
The fog rolls in, here come the mist
I wear a sweater, long pants and boots
instead of wearing my bathing suit.
The next season coming, oh, I know so well.
He comes Ol' Man Winter, bringing with him
rain, sleet, snow and hail.
Summer is gone, Fall is over
Time to put on the mittens, boots and heavy coat.
Winter blows over, Goodbye Ol' Man Winter.
Spring is finally here.
Time for me to dress in bright colors - oranges,
yellows and greens.
Soon, it will be Summer again.
Oh darn, can I still fit into my bathing suit.
Copyright © Rosalyn Lampkin | Year Posted 2012
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