Summer Fun
Being a Princess, I am dressed in starched
Dotted swiss in lilac with white raised polka dots.
Satin ribbons in my Shirley Temple curls, I begged to wear
Which all little girls wore no matter the color or length of their hair.
Shiny shoes of black patent leather I cried to wear... and
Of course the weather was divine and happiness was mine.
Ice cream cones and a merry-go-round
I rode over and over again, giving no sound
Of the panic I felt as it turned and turned,
Too fast for my delight, but I showed no fright.
We rolled and rolled down green velvet hills
In frolicing thrills...my dress suddenly a mess.
Mama's warning to keep the dress clean was
Lost in a dream as we screamed, my sibblings
And I...playing tag and swinging on swings
Pushed high in the air and I forgot about my hair
With its Shirley Temple Curls, now a swirl that
No longer curled.
Summer fun, ah so nice to retrace my memories blessed
back to that place of laughter, dreams and happiness.
Written "Just Off TThe Top of My Head"
Sunday August 26, 2012 12:15 p.m.
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