There was a place we used to go
When I was small so long ago
A spot straight out of storybooks
Beside a beach with coves and nooks.
A happy home for waves and sand
Of salt and sea aside the land
My childhood summers I recall
They were the very best of all.
With mom and dad, pop, nana too
Those days of summer quickly flew
I learned to swim right off the dock
Clock hands grew wings, tick tock, tick tock.
Oh, how I wish I had a way
To live again that yesterday
Without the need to say goodbye
Real love’s ne’er built upon a lie !
Claire V. Bogdanos 