Summer of Verses - Poem 7 - Vacations lost and found

By: John E. Murray, III

Where have you gone

My pleasant and pleasurable song?

Where have you moved during the afternoon of my youth,

When you settled in to calm and soothe?

Your anticipated days approached too slowly

As our bodies continued growing...

Now, your days are merely fewer for we who are older

But ,each remind us of imagination’s true holder…

The bright faces,

The bathroom races,

The small embraces,

Of little ones as they erupt and abound

Sharing excitement and new summer voices recently found.

Do you return soon?

Or, do we wait yet another new moon?

Hurry back, for we are willing to pay the cost

Of our wonders of youth-filled vacations most recently lost.

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