What The Summer’s For

There’s a lone kite surfer
out on the seas
dancing on waves
in an easterly breeze
The tide’s on the turn
and is going out now
but the sun is still strong
and warm on my brow

So I’ll sit here a while
as the evening draws in
on a beach here in Sussex
with my wide summer grin
For the sound of the waves
as they break on the shore
is what life’s about
and the summer is for