Dear Summer Break

Dear Summer Break,

 

Summer days 

spent between the trees, 

rocking side to side, 

slowly in the breeze. 

 

Bright blue sky 

without a cloud in sight. 

The smell of fresh air, 

sweet and light. 

 

Resting on the knotted rope 

wrapped like a cocoon, 

Holding a cool glass of lemonade, 

on a wonderful afternoon. 

 

Eyes closed, 

skin soaking sun, 

wishing everyday, 

to be like this one. 

 

Wishing you were here,

 

Nicole

This poem is about: 
Me

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