when its summer

And the sky almost meets.
I lie down dreaming about the cold sea I see ahead.


Hot skin
and sun
and the wind waving around
and when I feel the greatness of the season
Washed up water reaching my feet
And it’s all so wonderful
I look at the sea and start running
I feel the wind as I float on the sea
The strength of the wind carrying me out
The tip of the sand just touching my feet
Foot prints on the hot sand
I smile as I lay on the sand with peace
By wiremu