I awaken to observe the tadpoles as they swim taking my imagination to tomorrows whim
On a shore I will be skipping over jelly fish on a sun bleach beach to the smell of abalone roasting in the heat
I reach my short arms to the much needed omega before we takeoff in the Vega.
Off we go to meet friends in their Hummer before we roar off in the night of Summer
Today has been fun because yesterday was a bummer . I'll never forget the fun had in a Hummer.
Watch out. There's another runner having fun thinking about yesterday's summer.
That was fun but those days are done , but what about the upcoming days in the sun?
Haven't you heard? It's gonna be a hot girl summer , and that won't be a bummer.
About the Creator
John M Edwards Jr
Born in San Francisco, CA. Son of a preacher. After committing my life to Jesus Christ, I noticed the letter I wrote to God had rhyming lines. That became my first poem.
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