Lazy days, humid nights
Swims, walks, sails,
A few campouts.
Days of summer
Are our moments
Cherished, remembered.
Waves, beach, sand,
Games old and new
Fun not forgotten.
Time may end
But only for a moment
My summer friends.
Inspired by my boys and their summer beach friends, I couldn't resist writing about them. These pictures were taken at our annual Sail Camp.
1 comment:
Good Morning Angel~ Definitely looks like everyone had some fun at summer camp. Your poem was a nice finish to camps excitement. Have a great day.
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