When Friends Come Around

In the wintertime I have no friends at all No one visits and no one ever does call, Maybe they are all snowed in While all waiting for summertime to begin. But, then only God does know, Because, we rarely get that much snow. I see friends and family posting pics Going out to eat with chopsticks, Or going to the mall and then going shopping And going to the movies and never stopping. But, in their plans I am never invited, But, if I were I would be so very excited. In the summertime I now have friends galore They're always calling me or at my front door, In my pool they are swimming or on my boat they are cruising To be with me they are never refusing. I still wonder why it's always the same time of year, When friends and family want to come near. Randy L. McClave