The Summerhouse

Do you remember
The way it used to be?
June to September
In a cottage by the sea
Distant cousins, local kids
We climbed every tree together
And it never, ever rained
Till we climbed back on the train
That would take us so far away
From the village and the bay
And the summer house
Where we found new games to play
Do you remember
Sunday lunch on the lawn?
Daring escapes at midnight
And costumeless bathes at dawn
You were only 9 years old
And I was barely 10
It’s kind of weird
To be back here again
Do you remember the summer house?
The summer house
Do you remember
The summer house?
Our summer house
My summer house
Our summer house
Summer house, summer house, summer house