Summerdays
Its beautiful here
Beneath the rose strewn arbour pink
Sit with me a while
And have an ice cool beer to drink.
We can talk for a time
About life and your dreams and the things you think.
Sky azure blue
Honeysuckle scents the air so heavy as to stink.
Enjoy this day
It will last when memories of cold ordinary ones do shrink.
Ephemeral summer
Retained in the heart as precious because it's over in a blink.
Relax, unwind and breathe.
The view is magical and accompanying glasses clink
Its beautiful here
Beneath the rose strewn arbour pink.
By Izzy Silver
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