Second Falls

(Kurt Baty)

First love recalled. The spontaneity of youth.

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The old gangs heading 
 to the Second Falls
 bursting with mischief
 Tarzan-like calls

 Running on trails
 crossing through streams
 climbing up hillsides
 chasing down dreams

 Splashing echoes
 in warm Sierra air
 she sits in beauty
 and keeps unaware

 The Eyes of Summer
 burning bright
 silent and golden
 love at first sight

(Chorus) It's a race to the watering hole
 to see if she's still there
 yellow-bottomed bikini
 wild flower in her hair

 It's a sprint to the swimming hole
 because I don't want to miss
 a second chance at
 another first kiss

 Holding hands
 and skipping stones
 shivering glances
 right down to the bone

 Carefree smiles
 wild butterflies inside
 waiting our turn 
 down the old rockslide

 I remember our kiss
 like it were yesterday
 The First day of Summer
 makes fifty years today

(Repeat Chorus)

 Yeah, the First day of Summer
 makes fifty years today
© Kurt Baty 2023