Summertime has officially passed,

Try as we may it can never last,

The days get shorter and the nights grow long,

Crickets slowly cease their song

Some will rejoice with the nip in the air,

But I will lament the weather’s no longer fair,

Scratchy sweaters and too-early holiday cheer,

No sun tans or barbecues or ice cold beer,

Sunlight deprivation suffered by all,

The most depressing time of the year is Fall.