Summer Days


I remember summers

when we’d play baseball

till the sun went down and it got dark..

.and We’d go out riding bicycles

With baseball cards tucked in the spokes

riding down the gravel roads

stopping quick to make the biggest mark…

that was just so long ago

summer time was such a time

with memories and sounds and smells

of transistor radios playing loud

while we played down at Wilson’s park

waiting for the moon

Wearing PF Flyers out

and running faster when they’re new

sitting trading baseball cards

and getting sweaty running free

because that’s what children do

We’d collect old bottles

just to trade them in get the newest batman comic book

that we would read out in the fort we’d made

from sheets of plywood

that we’d found out in the forest that…

.was what a summer was…

a time to be a kid …

.when skies were blue

I remember summertime Noises,

coming everywhere

Children running fun and free

Wind was whipping through their hair

Playing out till Dad got home

then going in to eat up quick

and head on back to the park

to be the first one on the diamond

so another game could start again

and finish when the sun went down

Man, that was summertime for me

Take me back to summer days

When life, it was delivered

School was out and we would be

swimming in the quarry or the river

Man…I miss those days summer days…..summer days

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