Last Summer

Last summer was fine in September

Mist in the morning and I remember

The water was calm on my boat on the river

Last summer was fine in a back-water

drinking wine and dipping in the water

As time slipped slowly by

And the rain-drops fell gently down

Denting the water with a myriad crowns

Last summer was fine into October

No frost on the ground, no ice on the water

And the leaves were still green

And the rain-drops fell gently down

Denting the water with a myriad crowns