Summer (memories)
95 degrees
splish splash - the sounds of water in a pool
"Ahhh" "yaaaay" "water gun fight"
laughter fills the warm air
water gun fights
cannonballs
ring diving
everything you can think of
3 hours later
we look like prunes
we get out for an hour to eat lunch
"race you to the pool"
"last one in is a rotten egg"
sprinting in the grass
"woohoo" "yaaah" "cannonball"
Jumping in so fast together water splashes out
marco polo, world pool
hours playing games are spent
Its dinner so we change into tank tops and shorts
After dinner we grab jars and containers
we spend an hour catching lightning bugs
we shower
have a slumber party, sleeping on the floor in sleeping bags
whispering till we fall asleep
But these are all memories now
put in a box in my head
but its ok, i don't care
is what i wish i felt
Instead im upset and no one really understands
-sofia turovich
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Summer ( memories)
PoetryA poem based off my memories about my summers with my sister and cousins