Golden days of summer fun,
There we lay beneath the sun,
Chasing dreams and living life,
Many a laugh,
No worries or strife,
Listening to our radio,
Nights at the local, teen disco.
Posters on the bedroom wall,
Such joy and fun,
We had it all.
Gone just like a summer breeze,
Gone are the days,
Like leaves off the trees,
Precious memories,
I loved those days,
Sadly they've all gone away.
Jayne Louise Davies
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Beautifully written about the golden time of the young days. Nicely rhymed. Loved it.
Thank you Anil. Pleased you liked it.