My Poetry
A Certain Summer
The autumn leaves in a grey September
make it easy to remember,
a certain summer
a certain love,
it's you my dear I'm thinking of.

The leafless trees they look so slender
they jog my mind and I remember,
a certain summer
a certain joy,
of being told I'm the father of a baby boy.

The white capped hillside of a distant yonder
cause me just to sit and wonder,
of a certain summer
and a certain love
can you remember the one I'm thinking of.
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