Summer

Summer brings a Christmas of memories:

Mobile library, Shell petrol station, the slideaway,
The rope, the camp, lollies, walking to Dalton,
The suitcase prepared - 
In the event of nuclear warfare.

At the windowsill,
Reading the Tron novelization,
Return of the Jedi soundtrack
On the alarm clock cassette radio: ‘The Battle of Endor’
The smell of cut grass, sports day gone, 
Birthday to come,
Going to bed and there’s daylight glowing from the ceiling.
Thinking:
Why can’t it be this way forever?
And the cut grass answers:
It’s gone.