I Remember Summer Days

I remember summer days, Before the pain of mortal troubles. I remember jewelled moments, Just after the gentle rain; When the air was soft & warm; Tinged with the scent of roses. And I recall that we would count The diamond like evening stars, As the day grew dark and Time's shadows lengthened. I remember summer days, When I catch myself dreaming: Days when the world seemed To burst with light, When death & despair seemed Like distant fictions. O I remember summer days, When the grass seemed greener, And we would make daisy chains Without a care under the sun.