Searching For Summer
Sea shore, mountain top, where to go?
Woodsy retreat? I really don't know!
But one thing is sure, I won't stay here;
It's the thing I anticipate every year.
You know: "When ya gotta go, ya gotta go!"
Getting away just to go play,
Here's something I've got to say:
There's nobody I know of today
Who would dare get in my way
When I am ready to get away!
Copyright © Quentin Ehlinger | Year Posted 2013
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