Summer tastes like Diet Coke and freezy pops and ice cream
sandwiches and grilled cheese and s’mores and hobo dinners and well water and
Oreo pudding and m&m’s.
And summer smells like sweat and the pool and dried mud and
horses and paint and crisp air and grass and fire and freshness.
And summer looks like piggybacks and jump roping and sleep
outs and mud hikes and high-diving and friendship bracelets and messes and hugs
and new friends and smiling and learning and high fives.
And summer sounds like chapel and praying and laughing and
screaming and crying and singing and acting and ninja and cup stacking and
cheering and Taylor Swift and blobbing and flies and splashing and happiness.
And summer feels like loving and joy and family and fun
times and home.
