Summertime

Summertime: Long days, bright sun,
the smell of sunscreen and bug spray
and clouds of mosquitoes
while we're hiking in the trees.

And then!

Summer thunderstorms:
Lightning, flashing!
Clouds, growl!
Never ending rain –
yet dry tomorrow, roses bloom.

Quick trips to the ice cream stand:
laughter, fun.

Summer: Full of memories, blossoming with fun.

Posted in response to the challenge Summertime.

ominouspoet

VT

14 years old

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