Summer Memories Collection

Summer (ThePoetryPlace)

Summer

I sit on the jagged rocks

Overlooking the endless horizon where sky blue meets dark blue

The clouds happily float by slowly

As if they are watching someone but don't want to make it obvious

I am trapped by the colorful sounds, and the loud hues

Where a bullfrogs croak corresponds with the silence of a forest green bush

And the waves go hand in hand with the wispy clouds

I see boats in the distance, moving with the waves

The wind ruffles my hair, along with the sea's,

As I release my feet from my shoes to walk on watery stones

That have been carefully crafted by mermaids themselves

I look down and see the fish dance through the waters and use my toes as hurdles

Crayfish selecting rocks, like a child in a candy store

Water skippers skating on their own ice

And me

Standing here taking in all of its greatness

The sights

The sounds

The smell

And I love it

There is no place I would rather be