Summer Is...

Summer is the stereotypical feeling of sand between my toes,
Summer is the songs we sing for the glory of God,
The fourteen passenger vans, filled with teenagers,
The early sunrises and late sunsets.

Summer is lightning bugs and music,
Filling the thick night air,
Summer is four square and bug spray,
Summer is tan lines.

Summer is memories captured in photographs,
Early morning practices and days spent at the pool,
Summer is hand games and laughter,
Lazy days and days packed with fun.

Summer is childhood,
Summer is the sweetness of lemonade,
The innocence of tiny hands and two wheeler bicycles,
Summer is believing in fairies and pixies,
As the sun goes down.