End of Summer

End of summer whistles through trees, Like skylarks floating on the breeze Staying awhile, a month or more, Until winds come in howling roar Blowing sleet, snow, and bitter freeze. Summer temps creep down by degrees, Despite extremely humid sprees I recall September’s rainy tour, End of summer. Weathermen give no guarantee, Weather-watchers won't disagree June and July sudden downpours Can alter the league’s baseball scores, But football hurts from early freeze End of summer.