lost summers
old summers still come back
to teasingly haunt me.
wistfully calling me to come back and enjoy them once more.
to come splash in the pool with my friends.
to lounge on the porch with ice cold lemonade.
to pet all the stray dogs and wear bright orange sunglasses.
to run through the sprinkler with my cousins, and lick ice cream cones.
i reach out to grasp the lost summers, trembling with excitement.
i want to relive them so bad, i want to fold them in my pocket and
save it there forever. i wish the past wasn't so far away. i wish the future didnt travel so many years away from my fondest memories. summers spent with my sister and our dog, Spot. summers spent on the porch eating cookies,where i walked the hot sidewalks barefoot, to play with my best friend, Tiger...the past giggles at my from an unreachable length, and it is hard to learn to turn away and let the past be the past. i guess i must go make more memories to look back on.
- sage