Sweet Summers of My Youth

Long days playing with my friends,

daylight felt like it would never end;

hours passed till night was rendered,

and dad would call me home again...

oh, sweet summers of my youth

Crickets chirping and fireflies,

seeing the love in my momma’s eyes;

tucking me in, saying, "Sleep tight”

I was too young then to realize …
oh, sweet summers of my youth

Warm breezes blowing through the screen

a glimpse, a moment so serene

our family together, it’s like a dream

holding tight to that precious scene...

oh, sweet summers of my youth

These twists of fate, we’ll never know

why some may stay and some must go...

through this uncertain ebb and flow --

each curve, each bump helps us to grow.

So I look back on memories,

in my mind’s eye I still can see

a mom … a dad … a family

and a little girl who still felt free.

Oh, sweet summers of my youth           

        

Copyright ©  June 2010

Photo: Visual Photos, Mitch Diamond