Summertime

Summertime is sweet,
with memories of you sweeping me off my feet.
Sun washing over my face,
hands clasped together at dinner as we said grace.
Those splash wars with salty water,
cooled us down during a summer that couldn’t be hotter.
Summer dresses, stolen kisses,
shooting stars and a bunch of wishes.
We were invincible, up all night,
watching the sun come up was a beautiful sight.
Laughter to the point of tears,
I’ll remember these moments for years.
Those minutes we were stuck on the Ferris-wheel,
your hands tickled me till I surrendered in squeals.
Fireworks that lit up the sky,
my heart feeling like it could fly.
We were so in love, so happy in time
playing carnival games till all we had was a dime.
Heaven and earth seemed in line,
because you were finally mine.
We found something so beautiful and unique,
something others desperately seek.
So summertime is sweet,
with memories of you sweeping me off my feet. 

Reviews

[Kelsey Schadt]

I love the images of summer, of which I ccan relation. I think varying your word choice to use stronger adjectives could be effective. Fori instance, you use the word "beautiful" twice. Think about all the other words with the same meaning. Your verbs are strong! I love "I surrendered in squeals."

[Kiana]

Thank you for reading! And thank you for the constructive criticism, i will definitely take it into account and work on it! I really do appreciate it! I only recently started writing poetry if I'm being honest, so nice helpful nudges in the right direction are always nice! Again, thank you! :) x.