Sweet Summer

Feel the sun's warm finger tips push gently on your sweet eye lids,

Flickering. 

Blue

Yellow

White

Sunshiny,

Happy,

Seek the shade.

And feel the cooling sweat sticking to your back

And the breeze licking against the delicate hairs on the edge if your neck

Lay back-down, toes up. 

Smiling at the leaves lazy shade. 

Return to the fiery sun

And let it wrap you in its summer whisper

Dive into a creeks shallow bank

And bury yourself in the waters crashing cradle. 

Wrestling with the grass stains and street dirt. 

But then close your eyes and remember the

Blue

Yellow

White

Sunshine

6/10/2014

Riley Welch