Summertime

A time to look back on

A time to look forward

A song to sing sweetly

Whose words make us mourn

When a shadow lies heavy

When in winter the reflex

Of a skate cutting circles

Across ice which is melting

Sends a shiver through bones

No longer so sturdy.

When living’s less easy

The sound of a lyric

Fills you with longing

For a time which is over

Which the young see so newly

And the old feel the pain

When they hear it again

And again and again.

©Terry Hodgson2020