Love Poem: Lost Summers
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Written by: Joyce Johnson

Lost Summers

I recall when summer
		Was sitting in the shade
		Drinking icy glasses 
		Of Mama’s lemonade.

		In the magic  summers
		When love was fresh and new;
		Delight of summer evenings		
		Exclusively for two.

		Later on the summers
		Were two weeks at the shore;
		Brushing sand from children
		Wishing days were more.

		Life with all its burdens,
		Halts not for summer’s treasure.
		There no longer is the time
		To taste of summer’s pleasure.

		Summers have grown shorter
		And busier it seems.
		Lazy days of summer
		Are only in my dreams.