Sweet summer fruit of juicy delicacy, rolling down your tongue during the languid lazy days of humidity and day dreams. Joys of childhood, bike riding, fun as you tumble down the lane of happy plans and innocence. Forever, imbeded in the recesses of your mind, the childhood machinations of playmates and exploration. The sweetness forever there, reminding you of days gone by. Memories to savor when old age and infirmity keep us locked in the embrace of our favorite rocking chair.