Monday, 15 July 2013


Those lazy, hazy summer days

Swifts and swallows fly their ballet in the cornflower blue skies

The tinny melody of the ice cream vans drift on the still air

Giggles and squeals get louder as the water pistols get filled

Parents tempting children and puppies to sit in the shade with a ice cold drink

The scent of a hundred BBQs mingle into the evening breeze

And then to bed, to toss and turn against the lullaby hum of a fan

Baby Baby
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