Summer is
bikes and rollerblades
and go-carts and skateboards,
kites and frisbees
and ***** and gloves,
rainbows and suncatchers
and white fluffy clouds,
blue skies and green fields
and sunshine and flowers,
bare feet and sandy toes
and waves on the shore,
tan lines and sunburns
and goofy tourists,
yellow and orange
and summer rain,
butterflies and gardens
and fresh vegetables,
smiles and funny faces
and silly conversations,
smirks and giggles
and big belly laughs,
playing outside until the streetlights come on
and picking flowers for the dinner table,
building sandcastles just to knock them down
and shelling so many peas your finger go numb,
staring at a sky so blue it hurts your eyes
and running barefoot through the cool grass
and laughing so hard you can't even breathe.
Summer is.