The joy of summer
Remember how you play out side on the concrete and your feet steam up, that was summer.
Remember how you go to the beach and you dive in, like you are trying to land a plane head first, that was summer.
Remember how you felt the warmth and the breeze while you play sports, that was summer.
Remember how you come home from the the beach and you're dying to put the windows down in the car, that was summer.
cool story Sam.it really describes
ReplyDeleteawesome sam :) my nephew is a good writer - sam's aunty
ReplyDeleteThanks Aunty
DeleteGreat writing Sam! I like your simile about landing a plane head first in the water. Looking forward to reading more of your writing!
ReplyDeleteyour dog is the best
ReplyDeleteThanks Matthew.
ReplyDeleteSam;
ReplyDeletemaybe you are a poet,
but you did'nt know it.
from Grandad.