Out of Season

Oh, sweet summer child!

How you dream of sunshine bright,

Of dappled leaves and warmth and light,

Of the end of endless night.

Oh, sweet summer child!

Sunless days dim your crown of gold,

The winter’s long, and oh so cold,

Your face still young, your heart grows old.

Oh, sweet summer child!

You long for skies of brilliant blue,

For lush green hills cloaked in morning dew.

You miss your home; it misses you.

Oh, sweet summer child!