All On a Summer’s Day


The sky was as blue as it could be
Our hearts were young and too carefree,
As we walked the road down to the sea
All on a summer’s day.

We found her laying on the shore,
Her hair was pale, her clothes were poor,
Her open eyes would see no more,
All on a summer’s day.

A seagull circled in the sky --
My brother gagged and so did I,
A lone tear trickled from Sister’s eye
All on a summer’s day.

I think of her when days grow dark,
Or when I watch my daughter in the park,
And think of life, both sweet and stark
Even on a summer’s day.



This goes with my poem Duet: Ghost Along the Shore  http://fav.me/d2rhsl4