Roy Storey

(10 september 1939)

Summer wine.


It is not what we have
thats worth a lot.
It is more in the days
that we forgot.
In the sun
we take our time.
Drinking the last
of the summer wine.

Submitted: Thursday, June 22, 2006
Edited: Monday, August 09, 2010

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  • Brian Dorn (6/22/2006 6:57:00 PM)

    Roy, very wise and profound words.... how we'd all love to have back those forgotten days. Well done! !
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