Sweet Summer Bliss
My favorite time of year had finally arrived,
The five long winter months I did survive.
The beautiful sun light warmed my skin,
The cool refreshing water where I would swim.
However, my favorite parts of summer were always at night,
The snacks I created were a heavenly delight.
I placed my marshmallow at the end of the stick,
The sweet cloud of sugar fluffy and thick.
As I leaned in towards the fire, the excitement would rise,
The yellow, orange, and red flames danced in my eyes.
The white outside turned a light shade of brown,
As I turned the marshmallow around and around.
When it was done, I removed it from the heat,
My mouth watered at the sight of my toasted delicious treat.
I layered the stack of chocolate on the cracker of graham,
And stuffed in the marshmallow like a layer of jam.
My mouth opened wide as I took my first bite,
This was always the end of a perfect summers’ night.
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Angie Johnson
I share life with my awesome husband, our 3 adult children, and our 2 cats. I am a lover of books and strive to be a writer.
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The snacks I created were a heavenly delight/ Well Done!!