Summer’s Spring

Summer Poem

Summer Poetry

 

Summer for the first time
Feeling colors and blossoming
For the first time
A giddiness for the world
It tickles in the middle
Like a flower playing
Peekaboo, giggling
Below my rib cage
My chest swells
And it rises to my eyes
The glistening sun
Dancing with the breeze
The world’s cool breathing
Gently fluttering
Flirting with the warmth
And my childhood memories

 

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photograph by Morgan Sessions

 

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