Summertime
The smell of Smokey BBQ, sticky sunscreen and freshly mowed cut grass.
Ice-lollies, red freckles faces and long walks around the park.
The sky stays light till late, with a warmer forecast, even when it's dark
children scurrying with laughter, with their parent calling past
Trips to the beach, paddling pools, and music on full blast
taking the longest to arrive, yet passes by so fast
BUT
making memories, and those special moments to remember , are what's guaranteed to last
Summertime
Copyright © Julianne Williams | Year Posted 2025
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