Saturday, December 10, 2005

Poem: My Escape

Summer
Lazy days
Laughing with friends in the rain
Feeling wet drops of showers
Sprinkle on my hair
And giggling.

Jumping in the pool
Of frigid water
Just after running in the boiling hot sun
And then laying indoors to play games.

Walking in the sand
Feeling roughness between my toes
Building sand castles.

Slipping down water slides,
Bouncing off the blob high into the air,
Swimming more in the lake and laughing with friends.

Summer
Is my breakaway
From cold, winter
Busy days
With hardly any freedom.

Summer
Is my escape.

1 comment:

Abz said...

wonderful!