Summer Pastimes
Sipping sodas with my sweetie,
Strolling with him hand in hand,
In the warmth of summer evenings
Listening to our favorite band.
We would linger in the moonlight
Out on the porch at my front door.
When I said, “ I must go in now.”
He would whisper, “One kiss more.”
The sweetest time I’ll ever know
That summer of the long ago.
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