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Poetry: “Childhood summers”

More nostalgia today.


Childhood summers

Summer rains were all great fun

When I was just a child

That I got wet was no big deal

Unless the thunder roared

A stretch of cliffs were mountains

And I was Indiana Jones

Out on a great adventure

To explore this vast shoreline

The forests they were magic

With all their sights and scents

With sun ripe berries to be picked

And fox cubs in their den

The gravel roads stretched on and on

And the end seemed far away

Around each bend I saw new things

And flowers to be picked

Those long, warm months of summer

Were greater way back when

With long bike rides at sunset

And ice cream on my hands


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