Bonhomie
Memories are just memories. sometime forgotten but most of the time always remembered. The great feeling of a cool summer breeze dancing threw my hair. Oh how I missed those days. How the sun was setting just right where you could see the sparkling of the lake as the sun gleamed on it. The days where I could run and jump off the dock naked and not have a care in the world. Where my friends would come over and just wait for the sun to set so we could star gaze. Everyone was so happy and bonhomie. We could ride are bikes any where in town and not feel uncomfortable. The happiest kids on earth. Just the filling of the beautiful, silky sand, running threw my finger. The smell of freshly cooked cookies for dessert, even though we missed dinner. Oh how happy everyone was. It was truly one of the best summers.
