I was inspired to write this poem because in Australia the summer to me is the best season of the year. All the different flowers that people have growing in their gardens or hanging from their terraces are so full of enriching colours.It also made me feel nostalgic because as a child I couldn't wait for the holidays when dad would drive us to the house we rented each year near the beach. We would swim every day and build sandcastles of all shapes and sizes. Children still do this every day and get just as much fun out of it as I di. How wonderful that this is something families can do together.It's even better iif you live right near the beach..I just love this time of the year for so many reasons.Pam
Memories of a summer time so sweet
Palm trees swaying in a rhythmical beat
Watching waves as they come upon the shore
As a young child I loved to make sandcastles tall.
For windows I’d use the prettiest shells
A piece of driftwood I used for my door
To finish it off a wide moat I would dig deep
The water from my bucket around it I’d poor.
Another summer memory of which I recall
The colourful flowers blooming so tall
Bright red, yellow and pink budding roses
A welcoming sight that summer was here.
I chose pink rose buds and delicate white orchids
A combination of which was a magical sight
Blending so well with my gown of crystal organza
When we married, that warm romantic night.