Cold Summer Poem by Josefina Martinez

Cold Summer



The sun is shining
As a new day is dawning.
But eventually it's raining.
Now I can't go outdoor playing.

I thought summer is hot
But why is it cold?
It confuses me a lot.
What does summer really hold?

It's already summer,
But I feel like it's winter.
Is this what you call a cold summer?
Is there also such thing as hot winter?

Saturday, August 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humorous
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