Endless Summer by Stan Phillips
Do you recall those endless summers of long ago? Days of unbroken blue skies and sunshine following each other in a parade of golden glory. Country roads stretching out. Yellow sands washed by gentle tides. Long school holidays that felt like a benediction. And nothing to do but mooch around watching the meadows buzz with life as wild flowers grew in bright abundance.
Did we think then of the memories we were making as we lived those blissful sunstruck days? Probably not, as we lived them, and consigned them to history. Somehow though, it feels like that again as balmy day follows balmy day. And I, old now, am mooching around once more, recalling those endless summers of long ago, whilst living one that this day's young will recall when I have long gone from the scene. Stan Phillips 2020 ©
Stan Phillips is an 80 year old poet, musical podcast maker, part-time wannabe male model, and occasional stand up comedian. “I used to be a psychotherapist/counsellor when I had an honest job. I was born into prewar London, and attended 17 schools (my father believed they couldn’t hit a moving target) and I eventually finished up here in Ireland. Still wondering what I will be when I grow up — but enjoying writing my quirky poetry as I do so.” Discover more about Stan on Mom’s Favorite Reads website: https://moms-favorite-reads.com/moms-authors/stan-phillips - 49 -
