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Summertime

Why do we all moan we are cold throughout the winter?
Sitting, wishing and hoping that soon the heat of summer will arrive.
But when it gets here we all go indoors or burn alive.
All of winters moans and groans soon forgotten,
 to be replaced by heat that ripes then turns fruit and springs flowers rotting.
Heat warnings,
Telling us not to go out in the thing we’ve waited all winter and spring for.
Water bans,
Even though throughout the January rains,
Our reservoirs fill up and rarely drain,
We’re all still held back from what is everyone’s life water and is for everyone’s gain.
How can the government control what was given to us naturally from the skies above.
So please tell me why it’s summertime we love.
Bright blooming blossoming  colours and sun drenched long days,
Eating al fresco under the glowing suns rays.
Is that why we love the summer haze?
Splashes in the sea as you spend days at the beach,
Never to far from the seaside chippy treat. 
Ice cream and slush puppies too,
Anything to quench your thirst,
In the summer heat,
Anything will do.
Walks through forests where there’s not much light,
But flickers of it through the leaves canopy to make the forest floor bright.
Cooler in amongst the trees,
But don’t let that fool you,
 as once you step out of the canopies protection,
You’ll need sun cream just to stop the sun’s bad reaction. 
You won’t like it as it really hurts,
but continuously done,
you don’t go red but more the colour of dirt.
So why do we love the sun when it has the potential for so much hurt.
Why do we moan about the heat,
 when for the rest of the year,
When it’s cold,
We just shiver and dream of summer days,
For everyday to be full of sunny rays.
We love the summer as it’s then that we all let our hair down.
Whether at the beach,
At work or chilling  and picnicking in one of the world’s many parks.
Longer days spent playing until the eve is dark.
Drying out grass to make it yellow not green.
So I get the hose out and start the illegal garden watering.
Water is the key to survival,
In the heat ,
The survival of every living thing.
I lover the summer for all the smiles it brings,
Festivals with their rhythmic timings.
Bbqs with family,
Neighbours and friends 
That’s what i love till the summers end!

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