The melancholy days have come
The Summer’s nearly gone;
The robin packs his bag and says,
“I think I’ll journey on.”
It’s tough to think the winter time
Is back tp play again;
But what would summer be without
A winter now and then?
And so I guess we’ll be content
With winter’s razzamataz–
And let the weather come and go
The way it always has!
by Ray Romine Friday, September 13, 1935
