Partly Cloudy

From my home known as the 5th of June, nothing remarkable about this place. Though it was fair and warm yet cloudy, though only partly.. Your singing seahorses.. and treasured rocks all strewn about summer's seashelled dreams adorned. Remember seeing them now and again.. behind closed eyelids where the light was bent. The sun's joyous rays, with arms outcast from the clouds. Calling us, home all of us home, invited reunited, in that unremarkable day. Near misty water's edge as vagabonds called a tune to the placid lagoon's dismay. With a little hope we'll hold on all the year long.. to our summer song least partly remembered just that way.