The Wonder of Summer
It is the story of one's life.
Those many summers that offer
Discontentment is out of sight.
Summer is the time to enjoy
And experience a sense of freedom
To open doors and not to destroy
Or follow the beat of the drum.
And we wondered what happened then
To the summers that just vanished.
In the pale horizon and when
They surfaced, they were the ones we missed.
Then the summer after high school
On an island of blue water
To work with the hand as a tool:
Love, courage, patience: to muster.
Work was fun and the girls were sweet.
We were young and the world was fine.
People were awake on their feet
And grateful for the sun to shine.
One lovely summer by the sea
Driving the Pilot's swift tugboat
An idea: that one could be
As long as one remains afloat.
The wonder and smell of summer,
Provide balm to an aching heart.
And its beauty stays forever
As long as faith doesn't depart.
Oh how lovely is the summer
Of one's dear life when at long last
Graduation is around the corner
And honestly, "the die is cast."
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