Summer

For children, summer is swing sets and slides, ice cream or snow cones, carnival rides, the school bell’s last ring as kids flee the school, hot dogs at ball games and days at the pool. It’s pitching a tent and eating s’mores, then down at the lake with rowboat and oars. Summer’s the chasing of fireflies at night and telling of ghost tales in flickering light. It’s skateboards and bikes and just feeling free, a volleyball net in the sand by the sea. It’s summer vacation in one’s family car with stops at motels when traveling far. It’s sitting on blankets, eyes up at the sky while watching the fireworks on Fourth of July Summer’s a caterpillar; we want it to c r a w l, then turn into a butterfly, the brightest of all! It’s corn on the cob, and ever so sweet - the melon the kid in us all wants to eat! May 30, 2019 For Sheri Fresonke Harper's Objectifying A Season Poetry Contest