Summer Dreams


I was deep in a most comfortable dream

Swimming light reflected in the beautiful sea

You were on the wide sandy beach reading

With our cerise parasol caressing the breeze

And then it happened I heard a crack as our bed

After many years of erotic service collapsed and died

I was no longer swimming the summer sea

You were not longer relaxing on the beach

We were now both standing naked assessing the damage

When there was a tap on our garden facing window

It was Betty from next door with her promised cuttings