Summer Song
Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010Summer Song
Love to me is like a summer day
Silent because there is too much to say
Still and warm and peaceful,
even clouds that may drift by,
can’t disturb our summer sky.
I’ll take summer that’s my time of year
Winter shadows seem to disappear
Such a happy season
That’s the reason I can say
That I love a summer day
I hear Laughter from the swimming hole
Kids are fishing with a willow pole
Boats come drifting around the bend
Why must summer ever end?
I hear Laughter from the swimming hole
Kids are fishing with a willow pole
Boats come drifting around the bend
Why does summer have to end?
The Best of Paul Desmond – Paul Desmond Quartet and the Modernairs
Every time I hear this song, and I listen to it a lot, I think of the summers of my youth. It was warm and sweet and we played around the swimming hole. We had a tire swing and although we didn’t fish we caught tadpoles. The sky in Los Angeles was very big and the clouds would drift by.
School would let out and we would have 12 weeks of glorious freedom. We played baseball, rode our bikes, but we always ended up at the swimming hole in the field just across the highway. When we were there the only sounds were the ones that nature created.
When I was 12 years old, school let out for the summer. We headed to the old swimming hole and we found the beginnings of Los Angeles State College. The swimming hole was gone. We were so disappointed. It was at about that time that we realized that things change. Sometimes it changes for the better but not always.
The next year we moved to West Los Angeles, new school and new friends. When summer arrived we took the bus to Venice Beach. It was warm, wet, but noisy and crowded. We had fun but it just wasn’t the same.
For the next few years I went to camp and became a counselor. It was warm and the sky was big. Clouds would drift by but is just wasn’t the old swimming hole.
That is the summer I remember. However, now I live in the State of Washington and now summer means so many different things. In spring the grass begins to grow, the flowers bloom, the pine trees spout new growth, and all the animals come out.
It rains a lot in spring and then the summer arrives, somewhere about July. What we are looking for is two or three days without rain. Sometimes it goes for a whole week.
It is more beautiful then the old swimming hole but, life is different and childhood is gone. I do live a peaceful life, and have a very good time, but I am an adult and find that I have other distractions.
As I said earlier, life changes, as we go from childhood to adulthood we will never be children again. Don’t get me wrong I don’t want to be a child again, but I would love to spend just one more summer day at the old swimming whole.
Peace, howie
