SUMMER OF '79 635
It simply doth amaze us
The way the days fly by
How spring turns into summer
With hardly a whimper or a sigh.
In simplicity and in quietness
The days so gently glide
As the temperature grows warmer
And daylight lengthens out her stride.
Ah, The days aren't getting shorter
Though the calendar may tell us so
For as we leave our youth behind us
Our times of reflecting and refining grow
In this Summer of our lives, O Lord
Let our praises to Thee flow
Let us enjoy our time together
While the days keep moving slow
(First published on June 21, 1979)
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