Poem of the season by Paperback Writer

[Paperback Writer]

Sun up longer than it's down

Carnivals, Fairs rides and clowns

Bodies and hair is all sandy

Sticky is the weather, so is the Cotton Candy

Throngs gaze at the baseball diamond

Diamonds gaze down at the throngs of people

Big shadows left by the mountain steeple

All draped in green trees and burnt grass

Lad counts sheep, dreams of a lass,

She runs like a deer

He runs out of his own fear

All are having a ball

Hoping we get to see a new Fall.

[Mike]

Sorry I didn't notice it earlier. Congrats, your the 1st posting in this category !