Thursday, December 16, 2010

Hot Summer Day - Poetry


It’s a hot summer day…
I’m going to the river, gonna cool off
There sits a pretty girl
Dangling her toes in the river.

And I say, pretty girl…
            Can I sit by you and dangle my toes in the river?
            She says, well… maybe, then she giggles and I laugh
            I sit down beside her and we dangle our toes in the cool, cool water.

And I say, pretty girl…
            Would you like to walk up town with me?  She says, well maybe
            Then she giggles and I laugh, we walk to town, holding hands
           And we don’t say much ‘cause it’s a hot summer day.

We get to town…
            And I buy her a big ‘nilla ice-cream
            We walk down the street a-licking on that ice cream
            It’s melting and running down our chins ‘cause it’s a hot summer day.

And I say, pretty girl…
            Would you like a kiss?
            Then she giggles and I laugh,
            I bend over and give her a little peck on the cheek.

Well…
            That was thirty sweet, sweet years ago.
            Now, on hot summer days, we walk down to the river,
            And we dangle our toes in the cool, cool water.

We walk up town…
            And get us a big ’nilla ice cream,
            It’s a melting and running down our chins,
            ‘cause it’s a hot summer day.

We sit on our front porch…
            A holding hands,
            And we don’t say much,
            ‘cause it’s a hot summer day!

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