Ten Things
Looking out through an open window.
Wearing flip-flops to walk the dog.
Chipmunks everywhere. And I mean everywhere.
Eating dinner on the patio.
Sunglasses at 8pm.
White wine, not red.
Ice in the coffee.
The sound of cicadas at dusk.
Grass under your toes.
And ice cream in the car with the windows rolled down.
That's what summer is all about.
2 comments:
summers are lovely here!
i never knew! :)
love the poem!!!!!!
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