S.A.R.:

Summertime;

and this ain’t living,

though

Sun was shining,

<and> trees were full of green.

Sumertime

is my favourite season.

And not for the first time

I admire summertime.

Summertime;

and living is not easy,

As far <as> I've felt, and seen, and felt again

times and times again.

Most people suffer

at any season;

don't they?

And most who suffer

spread it forward,

right?