A burning sun means we might fry
Even in these Northern reaches
Time to lie on sandy beaches...
The school run over, now's the time
To depart, en masse, for sunny clime
In family car, or coach or plane
Leaving Belgium is the aim!
Influx of tourists – all amazed
To experience Brussels in heat haze
Or in an air-con cinema
A cheaper version of pool spa!
Concerts in leafy parks enjoy
Gatherings of the hoi polloi
Beer flows in gallons (oops, in litres!)
Income flows in parking meters!
The tempo changes in the heat
More smiles burgeon in the street
Summer sales may cause stress
But warmth equates to needing less.
Yet summer can be a bumpy ride
For those who have to stay inside
Constrained by illness or old age
To endure, cooped up, this sultry phase...
(c) Poet in the woods 2015
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