When we were younger, summer days seemed
so much longer
When carefree, radiant, sun filled ease, was paired with the bustling
ocean’s lively breeze
And time,it was thought of by things to do, and people to see,
places to be
Easy going days lingered, and moments, they
took their time
Like slow ships, that sail away, and fade along
the horizon line
Warm winds swinging past palm trees, bring back
summer scented memories
Sense feeding vivid colors, and sweet, robust,
fragrance of fruits
Staring for a fata morgana at sunset, while the radio buzzed with
light hearted tunes
Even boredom had a flavor that’s missing now, it just isn’t
the same somehow
It was a time of innocence, a time of freedom, it was a
time of presentness
No fear of the sun, or radical waves of scientific fun, of
the very recentness
Romanticising the past? So it maybe, but these were days much more
than faded photos can see
As the winds swirl back, so do thoughts, and they turn to the
moments of present day
For today’s unnoticed moments, maybe tomorrows longed for
treasures of yesterday
Reminiscing, is something we all do, there is always something missing
in things that are new
