With murk around my feet and fish nibbling at my toes,

My hands burning from the wood beneath them.

The feeling of warmth across my entire body.

Oh, how I love this season.

My hair, in tangles, lightens in the sun,

while my skin gets to be a deeper shade.

Wen I get in my car, and my cheeks turn red,

I almost feel like I can't' breathe.

I wait to roll down the window,

Because I love the feeling of summer.

Barefoot and running,

I could do this my whole life.

This is when I'm happy

And in a sense,

Who I am.

It defines me and my childhood.

Oh, how I love this season.