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“The summer is the best time to get to the beach and enjoy the sunshine with the calming waves, nature and all that!” Gun Roswell
I still remember
That one September
The bluest of skies
And it was warmer than July
The water clear and inviting
The air soft and delighting
Not a worry in sight
Everything quite right
In the distance
For an instance
A boat or two
Disappearing from the view
Most tourists already gone
Leaving us alone
Enjoying in peace
With a short lease
The last rays of summer
“There are always three of them, aren’t there!” Gun Roswell
Not saving any ink
Painted all in pink
The houses stand tall
Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall
In the harbour
From port to starboard
Yes, it’s a fort
Having stood there for a time very long
“Is this the end of a vacay? nope, but soon there will be more of the same!” Gun Roswell
Soft, fluffy, made by nature
Concrete, metal, made by creatures
Coming together in an image
A compilation quite vivid
“The forrest is a cool place to visit, plenty of them all around” Gun Roswell
A vintage shot from way back when?
It seems to be repeating
Every now and again
Could it be, from the future then?
“Sometimes, the need to take some time to reflect is upon, even during a staycation” Gun Roswell
Summer, clouds reflected
Daily routines, neglected
Mind and body effected
By the big yellow light
Shining, high up in the skies
“A game of mini-golf? Well, why not?” Gun Roswell
Summer fun in the near by shopping centre
Bring your mom, dad and even the family spectre
Walk, hike or drive your car
It’s really not that very far
But heed this warning who ever you are:
Once the place of madness you enter
You may end up on a shopping bender
Give away your money and shirt
And later, with a big bill of hurt!
“You gotta try out the museums, plenty of them around the hood!” Gun Roswell
Visiting, a local library or museum
Even, if it’s not so usual for this season
Someone, may call it treason
Retorting, ‘stay outdoors you silly beeson’
But live and learn your history
Other wise you may not have a story!
“You go, check out what’s all around you, close to the home you normally dwell in!” Gun Roswell
It is the time, for playing games
It is the time, for naming names
It is the time, to lay our claims
It is the time, which after nothing remains
Ever the same
This is the summer’s game
“Staying home for a vacation? What a novelty?!?” Gum Roswell
Summer days in suburbia
Might end up in utter hysteria
With neighbours, staring at you
Simply, because there is nothing to do
“Sometimes, you don’t have to leave home to get on a trip, as there is plenty to explore all around the hood” Gun Roswell
When exploring all the unknown places
Watching for any unexplored traces
What ever may come, we’ll gladly embrace it
