ASUMMER GAME

ASUMMER GAME

When age and cold have made us lame Our hearts are full of lost green May For cricket is a summer game The days grow long and boys disdain To think upon that far off day When age and cold have made us lame In summer we can take a plane To some warm climate where they play For cricket is a summer game Knowing at last they must refrain Joining our alien display When age and cold have made us lame The shadows lengthen in the lane The flannels pressed and put away For cricket is a summer game Another sport! Another’s fame! We’ll strike the stumps at close of play When age and cold have made us lame For cricket is a summer game