Afternoon
Summer
It's sunny
All light from windows
The playful screams
And giggles
Of my cousins' and brother's game of tag
The crackles of twigs as they run past
The ragged feeling of the couch
The smell of fresh quiche
And camping
The dirt road brings trueness to the cabin
Why can't we stay longer?
Why can't we come more often?
How come we have to stay longer than family?
How I love Lake Tahoe
How I love Lake Tahoe
How I love Lake Tahoe
