One Boy’s Summer
Endless summer beaches
Splashing in the waves
Deck chairs for the grannies
Happy summer days
Ten pence silver dollars
To battle the arcade
Sister’s precious ice cream
A melting sweet cascade
Blushing, changing under towels
Windbreaks provide shelter
Kids lined up for donkey rides
And the helter skelter
Swimming until sunset
Beaming chattering smiles
Shivering under damp towels
As mother rubs us dry
Summer’s almost over
No more fairground rides
The castles we made with buckets and spades
Abandoned to the tide