Composer: Linda Brockinton
Lyricist: Linda Brockinton
Arrangement: Linda Brockinton

Lyrics:

I wake up on a summer morning,
To the smell of honeysuckle vines,
It brings the memories flooding,
From the secret corners of my mind.

I pour a steaming cup of coffee,
And take a walk around the place,
Thinking of loved ones gone before me,
Wishing I could see my sons face.

CHORUS:

The smells and sounds of summer,
Are everywhere it seems,
They help me to remember,
And are part of my summer dreams.
I wake up on a summer morning,
To the smell of honeysuckle vines,
It brings the memories flooding ore me,
From the secret corners of my mind.

I see the morning doves a feeding,
Hear their soft and gentle coos.
The scarlet Rose of Sharon,
Covered with drops of morning dew.

I hear the sounds of hay a baleing,
And smell fresh peaches in my bowl,
Memories come flooding ore me,
And somehow soothe my soul.

(chorus)

(July 6, 2003 copyright © by Linda Brockinton)