I Crave The Summer

I crave the summer that gave dreams and hope Those feelings through the streets of blossom bright When day was busting and there was no night And I felt pleasures of living grope When the days were young in their drifting way Like clouds far above in the brightness sky Each dream that was falling rose again high In curves of fairness rising and play Now winter is dim in its moody song And drifting in icily snowy white Morning like twilight in deep oceans dark Where dreams are to live in memories long Like indelible scents from autumn gone light That once in yellow red leaves did spark