Wednesday, 4 March 2015

Summer poem

Summertime smell


Do you remember

when you were trying to jump as high as you could on the trampoline?

the smell of the trampoline all sweaty and greasy?

That was summer.


Do you remember

when your eyes were burning with pain from the salt water in the sea

it smelt all salty?

That was summer.

Do you remember when you were sprinting across the scorching sands

to the nice cool towel remember how it smelt all dry?

That was summer.


Do you remember when you were tired of running

you were hot and you flopped on the groun?

remember how the grass felt all warm and soft?

That was summer.


Do you remember when you were going on the biscuit for the first time

you felt all  tingly and nervous?

That was summer.


Remember when you were extremely tired after the weetbix triathlons

and that amazing feeling that you had won it?

That was summer.


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