Hazy sun-promised mornings

warm days that smell of childhood

and our home; an open window.


Sun-kissed skin

freckles like spattered paint

and grass under bare feet.


Slow sinking days

thick heat and late night rain

sleep sought but hard found


Time to dream

under big skies

with cotton wool clouds.


Lazy days by the sea

soft sand between our toes

and nothing to rush home for.


This is summer

when times stands still;

for just a while.

Learning, writing and connecting with June prompt-a-day from Writealm; today’s prompt is ‘summer’s bounty’


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