“Oh summer, come back please!” Gun Roswell

Summer reflected

Through the mirrors of my glasses
I can clearly see as time passes
Visions of all the yesterdays
Within these reflected memories stay

Watching it all like a television show, so fun
My favourite ones, are those spent under the summer’s sun
When everything is warm and light
Even the state of mind without a fight

But lingering too long in the past
Can throw in the present a nasty cast
Looking back with only rose shaded lenses
Not giving a thought to all those paid expenses

Living in the here and now
May sometimes cause a frown
But the before today is gone
Some looking ahead should be done

The best bet would be not to dwell
And with the best hopes of a great future to sell
Live today the best you can
Because in those precious memories it too will land