i remember last summer when we went cycling
the sea was sparkling and the bushes were flowering...
flowering. overflowing with blossoms.
i remember how my sister and i
couldn't decide
if the sea was brighter - or the sky -
"the sky," said she.
"the sea," said i.
and i remember trying to climb that hill;
it was steep and tiring, yet, still
we tried and tried and tried until
we got to the top where we could see
the bright blue sky was a dazzling sea.
