for
if not for ice-cream, for
watermelons
and the neighborhood
pool.
what is summer
for if not
the beach,
the wide blue ocean,
the boardwalk,
the smell of French
fries in the air,
a long afternoon
snooze.
the open hydrant on
the corner,
the happy screams
of children,
stick ball
on the field.
fireflies and first kisses.
the strange
and sudden infatuation
of the girl next door.
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