Rw's Random Blog

The sun, it fades in the moonlight.
The stars, they fade in the daylight.

The cold breezes are strong in winter and spring,
And the warm, sunny days are what summer brings.

The ice cream van’s song plays a tune as the children play on the sand,
The joy on their little faces as their parents put money in their small, little hands.

I remember the time when my dad put me on his shoulders as we surfed in the waves,
And all the times he would put on a song and we would have our own little rave.

I remember the time when I made sand castles with my friends and the joy we all had.
I remember the summer days, and not a memory of those bright, sunny days was bad.