Come with me,
no shoes allowed, let's go barefoot in the grass.
my hand, as we remember, all the summers of the past.
ice cream in the sunshine, as it dribbles down our arms.
hopscotch and singing songs, Like "Old McDonald had
soda and Kool-Aid pops and cooking hotdogs on the grill.
to see who the strongest was, who would be King of the
by the lakeside, squishing sand between our toes.
fireflies in the night sky, never knowing why they glowed.