There are days when you leave

the umbrella at home,

days with a blue sky

to set out and roam.

Days that are kindly,

days that are free,

wholesome and warm,

the way things should be.

Passers-by smile

at the sun through the trees.

Children point at nimble lambs,

Laughter carries on a benign breeze.

Britain’s tranquil vales were made

for days such as this.

Days of peace and harmony

when life sends each a kiss.

These days are all treasures

which strengthen the soul.

They sparkle in memory.

They make you feel whole.

The friends that have shared them

are close to your heart.

The days spent together

mean you’re never apart.