Summer

 

Staying up every night

sleeping in every morning

The amazing embrace or rain

that come down warm and pouring

With it’s magnificent sunsets

always orange, purple, and pink

force you to sit back and stare

as it slowly begins to sink

The sound of grasshoppers singing

as you buoy in the pool

with friends all around

the breeze tugging warm, yet cool

The number of carnivals come in hundreds

snow cones, face-paint, corn dogs

Nights by the creek, feeling like a small kid

crickets, fireflies, and frogs

Trips to the beach

with the entire family

sand, swimming, and surfing

and the bonfire jamboree

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