summer dreams
Posted in Poetry | By tim |
I’ll describe for a moment the summer
The sun and its unblinking eye
Of dappled shade and lazy days
under the deep blue sky
Children run playful in groups on the grass
Lovers relax in the breeze
The air is filled with the echoes of laughter
and the soft wind in the willow trees
At the heart of this calming, cheery scene
The rowing eights ease by
Cheering spectators line the banks
and college pride runs high
A symbol of youthful ambition
Of dreams that are made to come true
To row on the river, is to fly with the birds
To succeed in whatever you do
In the wake of the boats, only peace and quiet
Ducks bobbing merrily away
The ripples disperse and the surface grows calm
For the rowers, tomorrow‘s a new day
The summer, unlike the winter before it
is the time to be running free
And if I were to choose my time of life?
The warm summer is where I‘d be.
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