Summer
Bright skies, gentle breeze,
Bathing lobsters in the seas.
Ice creams, juice and little rascals,
Jumping on dad's sandy castles.
Smells of sun cream, smells of sea,
Roasting nicely, you and me.
Bury Johnny up to his neck,
The turning "Quick, Oh heck!"
Mum and Dad relax and laze,
Recalling all their childhood days.
Simple free without a care,
Riding on the travelling fair.
Summer comes and summer goes,
Time to wear those autumn clothes.
More for winter, less for spring,
Until the summer comes again.
Copyright © Kn Gayton | Year Posted 2015
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