Summer City

sweet girl,
like summer breeze,
on a wet shirt,
like the blue, blue sea,
and a melody,
from an old man's,
pocket radio,
streamming down the street,
like the ice cream van,
and the candy shop man...
round the corner,
there's Tony with his friend,
ridding his skateboard,
for the litlle, pretty Suzie...
life is,
what you see in tiny things,
what you do with each moment,
what you give to that one person...