Comments on Seasons

Scorched and tinder dry,our landscape is
 And yes,this is England,not used to summers like this
You cast your eyes round,a pale yellow scene
 And contrasting hedgerows,dark green in between 
Its not often we have summers,so prolonged and hot
 But I'm not complaining,I'll underline,I'm not
Because soon we'll have Autumn,waiting in the wings
 Filled with windy bad weather and all kinds of things
Then we'll have winter,that never seems to end
 It really gets you down,I hate that cold trend
But these are our seasons,it's just how it is
 I must stop complaining and get on with the biz