Northern Dancer
Survivalist
The days seemed long and endless didn't they;
crashing into the setting sun and re-awaking in the early
hours to generate summer sounds and
hearten the ventures of the day.
The water was silky soft and clear and clean and
afforded hours of canoeing,
paddle surfing, boating, and swimming, diving
and just laying on the beach and basking in the sun.
The campfires burned bright; the laughter
was wholesome and the friendships were warm;
the lightning storms arrested our attention as they
crackled above us and the
tiny raindrops could be heard tapping a summer tune.
The food was grand and scrumptious and even those
simple hamburgers and hot dogs roasted over
the open fire tasted sooo...good. Those full moons and blistering days
of full sun with temperatures that made the turtles sleep
and people sweat. We walked around in shorts and flip flops
with tees tucked in our pants. We burned our noses
and our faces along with our knees and toes.
We enjoyed the bands, the impromptu gatherings,
the reverberation of life.
Summer...so hard...to say goodbye.
crashing into the setting sun and re-awaking in the early
hours to generate summer sounds and
hearten the ventures of the day.
The water was silky soft and clear and clean and
afforded hours of canoeing,
paddle surfing, boating, and swimming, diving
and just laying on the beach and basking in the sun.
The campfires burned bright; the laughter
was wholesome and the friendships were warm;
the lightning storms arrested our attention as they
crackled above us and the
tiny raindrops could be heard tapping a summer tune.
The food was grand and scrumptious and even those
simple hamburgers and hot dogs roasted over
the open fire tasted sooo...good. Those full moons and blistering days
of full sun with temperatures that made the turtles sleep
and people sweat. We walked around in shorts and flip flops
with tees tucked in our pants. We burned our noses
and our faces along with our knees and toes.
We enjoyed the bands, the impromptu gatherings,
the reverberation of life.
Summer...so hard...to say goodbye.
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