Summer days,

all the summer days.

I will think of you in many ways.

The days were young,

and we were free.

And tender words you spoke to me.

We gave our love in many ways.

And shared our touch on summer days.

You held my hand down lovers lane,

and kissed me tenderly in summer rain.

The golden barley and clear blue skies,

when it seemed forever in your eyes.

You whispered gently into my ear,

how i could stay forever here.

No longer young now,

but  reminisce always.

Of you and i .

And summer days.