Summer Time
summer time brings a smile to my face,
unbelievable weather my mam's words embrace.
midgets were busy the sun was so hot
my parents words I shall never forget,
even when I sit on a summers day....watching
rain like stair rods too wet to play.
the stories she told of dens in the woods
in nowadays times that wouldn't be good
Memories to cherish to relate to my young
even adding a few of my own
nowadays the young have their mobile phones
only going out when the texting is done.
weather immaterial rain or shine
a mobile in hand ..that's what I find.
days when a ride to the beach sounds fun
a quick shake of the head .. what out in the sun!!!
you'll will get sunburnt they say with horror
sunbeds get you brown without any bother.
penned July 2 2016
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2016
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