Summer
Days
Tranquil moments, spent on the
shore,
watching the gulls circle 'round;
On the horizon were tiny specks -
ships, homeward-bound.
Limitless shades of blues and greens
could be seen amongst lapping waves.
Barefoot, spellbound-friends kept watch -
the sea transforming their days.
Time at the seashore, touching young hearts,
before skipping along on their way;
Summer - to explore many wonders of the world,
and they would remember today.
Joan Adams Burchell
(copyright)
