Does it seem a futile task
To countdown until summer
For when you get right down to it
Nine months is quite the bummer
We are just beginning fall
Though this one seems quite fine
But soon the falling temperatures
Will cause us all to whine
Face it folks, our winter’s long
And spring’s a muddy mess
And summer seems to fly right by
As if it could care less!
And yet I will not leave this town
Though winter’s not my favourite
I’ve done it for some forty years
There’s no point to belabour it
Every fall and winter too
Has benefits galore
Holidays that warm our hearts
Brings family to our door
We say goodbye to summer sweet
And wish it all the best
And in nine months we welcome back
High sun from its long rest
And it’s that break from all that heat
That makes us thankful when
In many months we thaw our limbs
And bask in warmth again…