Summer

Remember the choppy, rough ride to an island far from the city’s refuge

Remember the blazing, hot sun burning backs of people not aware of the harsh rays

That was summer.

Remember hokey pokey ice cream dribbling down the cone as I try to lick it up, making sure my hands don’t get sticky

Remember surfing the waves all the way to the shore without falling off

Remember water balloons bursting as they hit hard against the ground, missing their target

Remember sitting on the beach eating fish & chips and watching beautiful sunset slowly going down after a big day out

That was summer.