Cleve's Sonnet 03 -Sixty Summers
These last sixty summers we've shared as husband and wife
Such summers again and again I would gladly redo
There is nothing more worthwhile that I could do with my life
Than spend all the rest of my summers sharing them with you
Sixty summers all in a row, sixty summers where does time go
Summers in the bayous, others in California's Hollywood Hills
Several in Massachusetts, a couple sipping wine in Tuscany, although
The first was in Atlanta where we tied the knot and merged our bills
We will never forget the summer we spent in chateaus in France
Or the several we spent in in England and the time in Stratford
The visits to the Jurassic Coast whenever we had the chance
The hillside villages of Sicily or the fairy-like spires of Oxford
Such summers we have had, and many more there are to come
Travelling hand and hand to more adventures, travelling together as one
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Cleve Taylor
Published author of three books: Ricky Pardue US Marshal, A Collection of Cleve's Short Stories and Poems, and Johnny Duwell and the Silver Coins, all available in paperback and e-books on Amazon. Over 160 Vocal.media stories and poems.
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