Dreams of Summer
Navy blue bucolic blinds
Sneakers on the front porch
Songs never heard
Place to lay your head
When summer comes to pass
Didn’t know you cared
About why I cared
Dreams in drawers
Tucked away and folded
So square
Crease down the middle
Wrinkles on a sleeve
Pressed to young to answer
Loves lost and in between
Sand between our toes
Schlitz beer, oh so warm
Tumble on the beach
Umbrella in the sand
Crabs and muscles boil
Till Dad calls us in
Mom is on the phone
Johnny’s back from college
Dreams of summer
I remember them so well
In this cold dark temple
I was left to dwell
But I will come home
And be free
When the case worker
Lets it be.
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