Summers Are Made for Rockin’
Summers Are Made for Rockin’ …
I remember,
summers of long ago,
when days were carefree
and full of joy.
Lazy summers,
spent on beaches –
just lying in the sun.
Nothing could stand in the way,
of a wonderful day,
old rock tunes,
reminding you that,
summers are made for rockin’
and jumping among the waves.
Summers just got harder,
when the days of youth flew by
and life’s burdens –
took most of the happiness away.
Now summer has come again
and brought its beauty,
the days remind me of those,
from my childhood.
So I say,
let’s not waste another moment,
life still has lots to give –
let’s rock this summer while we can.
Let’s rock this summer.
enjoy each sunny day,
sing our cares away
and wear the happy smiles of yesterday.
Just kick off your shoes
and dance beneath the moon.
Let’s rock this summer
and let the sunshine in.
Just sit back and lick an ice cream cone,
take a look around you,
as flowers bloom
and butterflies flit across the skies.
Let those old rock tunes,
fill your heart with the magic,
of all those long-ago Junes,
when school let out
and the rocking began,
soon you will see –
that summer can be fun indeed.
So let’s rock this summer,
summers were made for rockin’.
For feeling groovy
and doing a dance or two.
Let’s rock this summer,
bring back the happiness of yesterday,
summers were made for rockin’
and enjoying each and every day.
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Yes! Let’s rock this summer and listen to those old tunes. I love this poem, Rasma. It sure brings back those ‘happy days’ memories.
Thank you, Phyllis and glad it brings back good memories.
Your poem filled me with joy! Thank you Rasma. Jamie
You’re welcome, Jamie.
Nice poem Rasma very uplifting. I wish i could go back to those days of college where summer was freedom. Now its 9 to 5. But enough negative vibes I am planning on rocking the crap out of this summer. Nice work.
Thank you, Paul. Hope you get plenty of rockin’ out of this summer.
Summer rockin memories were fantastic days, long weekend with friends, beach parties, surfing and dancing around the clock. I loved those good ole days, but still rocking in my senior years and enjoying every minute. Rock On, Rock On…pretty poem, lifted this old man’s spirits as much of your poetry does. well penned.
Thank you, Vincent I bet a beach party would certainly bring back the memories of those good ole days.