R.I.P Summer

This morning the sun was up relatively early,
The thermometer was toes up and curly,
It showed four degrees Celsius, way too soon,
Only a while back it was still the month of June,
Was it not a week or two ago we froze to the bone,
As all trees came down it looked like a war zone,
The summer came and went in a wink of the eye,
Now it just lies on its side, about to die,