Friday, March 26, 2010

Summer memory

The Summer I Was 6

Long, hot, filled with laughter
Summer days spent with ones I love
Days by the pool
A pool filled with crisp, clear, refreshing water

Me, my sister, and our every day routine
11 a.m. begging to go next door
Sunscreen freshly applied
Towels wrapped around us like capes

Spending the day splashing, laughing, and imagining
Pretending we were something magical
Mermaids, pirates, or deep sea divers
No rules to follow but to have fun

Minutes turn to hours
Our fingers and toes look like raisins
Grandma would yell with a smile on her face
“Get out of the pool!”

Inside we went to have a snack and re-energize
Singing every word to
“Man I feel Like A Women” by Shania Twain
Making a dance as we go

There comes a time when everything stops
The imagination dies, temperatures drop, and the pool is closed
Tomorrow brings a new beginning
We will do it all over again
Me, my sister, and our everyday routines

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