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It smells like summer on the island Like laundry and leaves Like late-afternoon lakewater And pollen-filled breeze I remember my summers on the island The bunkbeds and bonfires Beaches, bikinis And dirt roads under dark tires Birch trees and blackberries Blue birds and sour cherries Two hours on the ferry Summer on the island Lawn chairs and lemonade Hammock-hanging, holidaying Laying in the lazy shade Hiking high into the bright blue sky Deep inhale and satisfied sigh We had been waiting for this Our summer on the island Cold tides and closed eyes Penny candy and pecan pie Crop-tops, flip-flops, tree-forts and drop-offs Crayfish, crayons And breakfast on the dock at dawn This was summer on our island Millions of mosquitoes, minnows and movies till midnight Eating smores in the smoky firelight Running through the trailer park in the rain after dark Our summer on this island Everything was my favourite part I loved it all The grass The trees The foamy waterfall Sun, seagulls and sand dunes Either services or sleeping in till noon Sweet island summer, over too soon Summer on the island Was a lifetime ago The island was my summer But I’m letting go.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC
Summer on the Island
It smells like summer on the island Like laundry and leaves Like late-afternoon lakewater And pollen-filled breeze I remember my summers on the island The bunkbeds and bonfires Beaches, bikinis And dirt roads under dark tires Birch trees and blackberries Blue birds and sour cherries Two hours on the ferry Summer on the island Lawn chairs and lemonade Hammock-hanging, holidaying Laying in the lazy shade Hiking high into the bright blue sky Deep inhale and satisfied sigh We had been waiting for this Our summer on the island Cold tides and closed eyes Penny candy and pecan pie Crop-tops, flip-flops, tree-forts and drop-offs Crayfish, crayons And breakfast on the dock at dawn This was summer on our island Millions of mosquitoes, minnows and movies till midnight Eating smores in the smoky firelight Running through the trailer park in the rain after dark Our summer on this island Everything was my favourite part I loved it all The grass The trees The foamy waterfall Sun, seagulls and sand dunes Either services or sleeping in till noon Sweet island summer, over too soon Summer on the island Was a lifetime ago The island was my summer But I’m letting go.
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ariel-evangeline-baptista
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC
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