Best Happinesssummer Poems
Fourth of July meant summer vacation road trips
Sun and fun amusement parks and the beach
Flip flops and freckles carefree slow days like pouring cold honey
Fast and forever friends were found around the corner
New discoveries found due to a natural curiosity
Sea Shells, sea creatures and sand castles
young adventurers like westward homesteaders
We had life by the tail, no fear we new infinity
We believed we were untouchable
This little island was our haven and we explored like we were owners
Palm trees and tall grass was different than our everday tall oaks at home
Vacation was once per year no time to stop for necessities
Blistering sun on tender fair skin
Marinate my flesh in sunscreen
Daddy would laugh and play like he was a king
Mama didn't seem to mind as much on vacation our summer fling
On a summer day
A day with children at play
Memories come back
The old neighborhood
How we used that neighborhood
So seldom inside
Our dirty bare feet
At games in constant motion
Lungs alive with joy
Drooping in at eve
And nearly too tired to eat
We lay down at last
To sleep dream away
A thousand phantoms linger
On a summer day
A clear sky dawned,
A hot summer breeze stirred;
And the tall sand grass swayed like majestic swans.
The heat of the day drove all from the beach,
Except a few hearty souls who strutted about,
And then sought cover under the umbrella's shade.
The water sparkled and then foamed
From the bright sun and the never-ending waves.
Eyes grew heavy from the heat and sun,
And soon closed to take a rest surrounded by
The rhythm of crashing waves.
A summer rest was here - and a lazy time was had -
While overhead sea gulls dove gracefully into the sea
In search of unsuspecting prey.
And upon the sand I lay,
watched the clouds float by,
And dreamed of faraway places,
And let life drift slowly by.
Hot weather, swim suits, beaches and pools.
Its summer I love,
Because there are simply no rules.
You stay up all night,
And sleep through the day.
And what is someone going to say?
I love the heat, the people, the chances.
No homework, no classes, no teachers, just fun.
There are so many things, that I love about summer.
But sadly it does have to come to a finish.
School starts in the fall, which means summer ends.
But I guess that’s what makes summer so special.
I LOVE SUMMER IT ROCKS
I WISH SUMMER WOULD COME FASTER
SUMMER IS FUN FOR ME