The dog days of summer

So humid and hot

Make you think about lounging,

To take time to consider what you’ve got

The air is so heavy

Breathing is hard

Except for the children

Who still run through the yard

We prepare too much food

More than anyone could eat

Corn and salads,

With steak for our meat

The children splash and play

In grandpa’s little pool

Jumping on the trampoline

Taking turns playing the fool

While the adults observe

The childish commotion

Watching them enjoy life

With proud parental devotion

Soon the heat wave will be gone

And the winter will arrive

But the memories of summer

Will live on and thrive