Barefoot Summer's Nights

A fun glimpse back to summers when I was little

Barefoot Summer’s Nights

The sun is a fiery ball of light
Sinking lower in the sky
But it is still warm
And we take advantage
Of the last hours of daylight
Running through the grass
Letting it tickle our toes

On those barefoot Summer’s nights

Come and get me
We would say
Chasing
Running away
Only to return
To ride in circles
Because we had nowhere to go

On those barefoot Summer’s nights

Laughter rang out
Along with squeals of delight
As finally it got dark
And still we stayed outside
Using sparklers
To make the air into a blaze

On those barefoot Summer’s nights

Sitting around the fire
Eyes beginning to close
We said good night
Contentedly licking our fingers clean
Of every bit

Of those barefoot Summer’s nights

Author's Note

This is nothing to serious, just a fun poem I wrote about Summer time as a little kid. All reviews are appreciated.

Reviews

[JustJasmine]

Aww. I love summer. I think this poem could be read like a little story too. Nice work. Your writing is light-hearted which is great when a lot of poetry is deep or dark or extremely metaphorical. I don't have to think too much about this.

[TheElfPrincess]

The image played in my head. It was very sweet and peaceful. Well done.

[BrynnaW.]

Very descriptive! I really enjoyed reading this! Sounds like a wonderful summer. Good job! Keep on writing!