
Back in the day
Summers
we would wander up
to the lake
go boating
or sun ourselves
in the open air pool
the lake is still there
the small rowboats
that encouraged the swans
to keep to themselves
The grass is no greener
than it was
when we were children
sometimes the summers
were long and hot
sometimes not
since then
so much has passed
and yet still
so much remains
John Lyons
Danson Park ! So many happy Summers spent in that lovely place . Shivering beside the cool turquoise pool then plunging in trying to convince yourself that it is as warm as the Med .
The Mothers and Aunties telling us it will be lovely once you are in but they remain wrapped up in coats and head scarfs sipping tea from tartan flasks .
John Joseph Lyons , a writer of memories and deep emotions transports us back with his beautiful words .
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