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“And then, of course, the biggest crime of all was that she had come here only five years ago from Earth, and she remembered the sun and the way the sun was and the sky was when she was four in Ohio. And they, they had been on Venus all their lives, and they had been only two years old when last the sun came out and had long since forgotten the color and heat of it and the way it really was.
But Margot remembered.”
— Ray Bradbury, “All Summer in a Day”
Summer in the Air
Time is so strange and life is twice as strange
You’re only you, here, now — the present you
Some people turn sad awfully young
Old people never were children
You do things and don’t watch
Shadows running around in the air
Why not let nature show you a few things?
But you got to look at grapes as well as watermelons
Cutting grass and pulling weeds can be a way of life, son
You’ve time to seek and find. No person ever died that had a family
This fine first cool white snow would never melt,
But live a thousand summers
The title and lines are from Ray Bradbury’s “Dandelion Wine” — a book for all times.
“The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered.”