Seasonal Warmth

Ah, the smell of summer

Wafting along the breeze

Spotting dappled light amongst the leaves,

Softly, a vibrant green

Pierces the lenses of smooth glass

Resting on the sculpted visages of golden brown,

A spatter of freckles painting our skin,

As the sprinklers hiss in the background,

Jovially drizzling the green with sparkling droplets

While the taste of a thunderstorm hangs in the air,

Setting it alight with humidity,

And the squeaking of bikes can be heard outside,

As young and old alike navigate the asphalt, which paves a path,

leading them towards the precious memories waiting to be made,

Under the heat of this summer sun.

- ladybell