Mike Acker


Summer '06


Summer of 2006, I believe it was.
August, I am pretty sure. A warm summer
Month I will certainly never forget.
Under the sun, on the beach we were having
Endless fun. But, you, being six, were afraid and didn't
Like to go into the ocean. So I carried you and

Threw you in gently, not wanting you to miss a
Heck of a good swim. At first you were mad, but then you wouldn't get
Out as you were enjoying yourself too much.
Luckily, you forgave me because I
Loved you then and love you now, my son.

Submitted: Friday, October 18, 2013
Edited: Monday, November 04, 2013
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