Summer

in the summer days of melting ice-cream joy and laughter as the young players scream delighting in the bays wet, ebb and flow with not a care in the sun it would seem The sand and breeze do not exact a low but increase the pleasure as the young go they laugh and build castles and abide time enjoying the game when the sun's on show running and diving they submerge in rhyme the summer vacation a warming mime a brief interlude that will soon be cool encapsulates passing of seasons time