Summerwine

Merry ride down the isle of summertime,
I said to the willow outside my window 

I asked you when the cherry blossoms will
 Bloom outside my schoolyard Garden again 
You gave me eighty cents for old ice cream,
“Not the blocky kind, you teeth will burn”
When you are still drinking that Summer Wine


Merry cruise down the road of summertime
Watermelon Hawkers down Long Wind Road
The ice cream man constantly drunk on heat,
The earthworms, gold leaves, and that Summer Wine

I asked you 
When will the cherry blossoms bloom again
How can I run, a little faster, to the Isle of Summertime
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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