Summer Day Poem by Meg Cloud

When I am somewhere and I feel alone,
I remember the place I call home.
I look back to those childhood memories,
When grandma told me stories of fairies.
Waking up in the morning with lots of drool,
Running here and there to get ready for school.

With all the cousins, playing all day long,
In summer nights singing our favorite song.
Teasing and hitting each other never felt wrong,
At the end of the day we all dance along,
Climbing on the trees, with all thoughts wicked,
And when we're down, we all play cricket.

On hot summer days, on and under the mango tree,
Playing like we own a kingdom & all our thoughts carefree.
Collecting all the ripen mangoes we count one by one,
Getting the best ones while we eat having so much fun.
After the hot day, spraying the cool water,
All the warm sun rays, through the cloud as they shatter.

Making the rainbow with the spraying water,
And in the coolest summer nights, under the comforter.
We look at the night sky, twinkling with millions of stars,
Wondering if there were some people living so far.
Scaring each other with the stories we make,
Sleeping soundly all night before we wake.

The light warm sun rays making its way through the trees,
Twittering of music birds and a cool summer breeze.
Like every summer day we set the schedule soon,
Waiting all day for the beautiful crescent moon.
Though all that times are gone & life is not like that everyday,
But I really wish my coming days be like every summer day.