All week, as the weather finally is a little cooler down here in Columbia, I’ve been humming the theme song from “The Summer of ’42”: The summer smiles, the summer knows, and unashamed, she sheds her clothes.The summer smoothes the restless sky,And lovingly she warms the sand on which you lie.The summer knows, the summer’s wise, she sees the doubts within your eyes,And so she takes her summertime, tells the moon to wait and the sun to linger,Twist the world around her summer finger.Lets you see the wonder of it all,And if you learned your lesson well,There’s little more for her to tell,One last caress, it’s time to dress for fall.
celeconecca over 10 years ago
All week, as the weather finally is a little cooler down here in Columbia, I’ve been humming the theme song from “The Summer of ’42”: The summer smiles, the summer knows, and unashamed, she sheds her clothes.The summer smoothes the restless sky,And lovingly she warms the sand on which you lie.The summer knows, the summer’s wise, she sees the doubts within your eyes,And so she takes her summertime, tells the moon to wait and the sun to linger,Twist the world around her summer finger.Lets you see the wonder of it all,And if you learned your lesson well,There’s little more for her to tell,One last caress, it’s time to dress for fall.
Sherlock Watson over 10 years ago
Liz recites her poem as the leaves turn, as does Queenie’s stomach.
danketaz Premium Member over 10 years ago
“Try to rememberthe days of September…”
Nobody_Important over 10 years ago
Very nice indeed!
heatherjasper over 10 years ago
Vicky’s words remind me of Green Day…