Rainbow, rainbow, after the rain
Rainbow, rainbow, rain.
A Winter Poem
Snowman in the sun
You will melt like ice cream in the sun.
A Summer Poem
Summer, summer, sun is up
Summer, summer, wear some summer clothes
Cold, cold, cold
Not summer anymore
Wear a warm long-sleeve shirt
Or you will get shivering cold.
Summer, summer, don't wear long sleeves
Wear some short sleeves.
Did you pick up on the theme? She is unhappy that summer is a long way off and she must wear warmer clothing. This all comes from living in southern Georgia for the past 7 years, where there are not distinct seasons. One can wear short sleeves year round. Sorry Anna, we are not in Georgia anymore.