This Happy Memory

Sun Calls Beckons Raw freedom My divine carte blanche Sun pointing way to new ventures Released of commitments and responsibilities Precious days of undaunted compliance to nature’s call, vivacious sun worshipper I Was Younger Radiant Feeling explosive Devout follower of that sun Joyfully bursting with euphoric fanaticism I was in my prime, fortunate, free at last, and it was a summer like no other The Air Magic Summer bliss Nothing else mattered T’was an endless summer of sun My heart was atune longing for that invite to dance How many times I wish this magnificent memory could only last forever Submitted on January 12, 2018 for contest THE MAGIC OF THREE sponsored by BROKEN WINGS - RANKED 3RD