Do you recall the freedom of summer? of dewy deep green blades of freshly mowed grass, siblings and friends ate cold, sweet watermelon, neighborhood parents sipped iced tea, while they lounged in Adirondack chairs, as the dogs chased frisbees, the Herman's Hermit's new hit song, "Mrs. Brown You've Got A Lovely Daughter," played on the transistor radio, as some of us waded and splashed in our sparkling kiddie pool, our joyous laughter of a carefree pause In our lives. Later on, in the nightfall, the teenaged couples, walked hand in hand amidst blinking lightning bugs, then sat on the cool clover in jeans and saddleshoes, they kissed neath a beauteous July moonrise, those nostalgic summers left behind, as I am in the autumn of my aging, with misty melodious memories I can still daydream in, and I smile as they appear, soothing my mind and heart, with the lawns of summertide. ~