These are the sounds of the summer
A bat cracking
against the ripping seems of a now sailing
ball into the background of a green field
As the bleachers pound and ring in a metallic frenzy
Drowning out the splashing in the nearby pool
With squeals of squeaky clean refreshed
Kids diving into crystalline waters
With stomachs growling
Looking forward to their lunches of
Sizzling burgers and crunchy
Potato chips waiting for them
At their backyards.

04/21/2013

Posted on 04/22/2013
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