I remember those sunny Sunday's down by the sea
I remember the salty air
I remember the laughing seagulls
I remember the bread that wasn't meant for eating
I remember watching the seagulls and pigeons fight like savages
I remember the giant mud puddle
The one you had to go all the way around
I remember the clink of the ball against the bat
I remember the clouds of dirt as you ran
I remember the laughter, the cheers
I remember the screaming and yelling
I remember those sunny Sundays
I remember those dirty water dogs
I remember biting into the skin and hearing it break
I remember the long walk to toys r us just to use the rest room
I remember walking through the aisles wanting every toy
I remember the salty fries and the chocolate frosty from the Wendy's walk through
I remember those sunny Sunday
I remember the cups in the gate
I remember stealing ice from the cooler
I remember the kids running free playing whatever they please
I remember the sound of hands slapping
I remember the half monotone half cheerful "good game"
I remember the energy and the occasional relief after a long 2 or 3 games
I remember the sound of cleats walking on concrete
I remember the banging of cleats against the curb
I remember the view of the sea
I remember clinging to the fence as I watched the tide
I remember the seaweed washing in and out
I remember watching as it crashed into the rocks
I remember those sunny Sundays
I remember the dream we all hoped would come true
I remember those sunny Sundays down by the sea
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Behind the Teenaged Mind
PoezjaA collection of poetry. Thank you Kenneth Athol for allowing me to use your amazing photo as the cover photo. This photo is of my amazing friend Hazzagurl18.
