Water ebbs and flows like the gentle breeze Tourists lounge in chairs, watching with practiced ease Bright blue skies dotted with clouds roll by *** in hand, I sit and let out a contented sigh
Flashing back to the times of years long past When wiffleball, sleepovers, and cookouts trended; not the latest reality cast When movies, delivered pizza , and cake felt like the perfect day And no one obsessed over what social media had to say
Let’s bring back the joy of those pure summer days With nothing to do but let them pass in a daze A fog over my mind, past worries but a whisper Looking forward to good memories with my brother and sister
Whether school-age or not, what a great time of year Visits await with friends and relatives; vacation is drawing near Take a moment just to savor it and let that feeling stay For life will roll in like the tide and try to take it all away.
I know it's almost Labor Day, but just recently got the writing bug again.