Summertime Poem by Barbara Stahly

Summer is here, the sun shines so bright
the days are longer and full of light.
The flowers blossom and the trees so green.
School is out and the kids play and shout.
It's time for cookouts and time to swim
with iced cold lemonade filled to the brim.
The warm sweet smell of a summer breeze
as it blows through the top of the tall willow trees.
Summer brings back memories of when I was young,
beautiful warm nights, gazing at the stars above.
Playing and laughing in a thunderstorm rain.
Fried clams and days at the beach, jellyfish floating
in the water so plain, oh how I wish I was a child again.