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Aug 2014
A Clear summer's day!
Ah smell the breeze as it blows this way!

Can't you feel the excitement,
can't you feel the thrill!!
Can't you feel the way,
that you just can't sit still?

Listen! Hark, and Listen!
The birds do sing!
And watch as the bees go and gather,
the pollen from flowers 'round,
for their sweet, sweet honey to bring!

The children, the children!
Here they come down the street!
They run on their little feet now,
trying to stop the ice cream man
in every way they know how!

They whoop and holler,
they shout and cajole,
they cry out in earnest and pleading now,
to stop the ice cream man's roll!

Ah, listen now as they crowd around the familiar tune,
soon they'll all have their goodies now, ah yes, very soon!

Now watch them go,
walk off the way they came,
come with me dear,
it's time we did the same!

We'll follow 'long, just for a moment or so,
oh if you insist,
if you really must know.

Yes they are,
they're here,
err rather there.
On the playgrounds and swings,
as they slip on the slides,
and climb on other things.

Yes my dear,
one day one of our own shall run,
fall, scrape their knees and hands,
cry to you or me,
as we run as fast as we can.

One day
on a Summer's Day so clear,
yes one day we will have one,
maybe a few--

Yes Dear.

Let's just enjoy this Summer's Day...
this day so clear.
Nomad
Written by
Nomad  Between Here and There
(Between Here and There)   
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   Eddie Starr
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