Sierra

17

"Last Summer"

I can still remember-
The rusty playground,
Only a pair of swings,
A merry-go round,
Laughing and playing like children once more,
Endless music and singing.

Climbing to the tops of trees,
Daring each other to go higher,
Until a rope was found,
An idea had formed,
What could go wrong?

Swinging from the tree,
Heart pumping and hands sweaty,
Taking that leap of faith over the water,
Letting the rope go and feeling your stomach drop.

Splashing and swimming,
Jumping from trees with wild screams,
A car is coming down the road,
Everyone hides in the water with a hush,
Lights go by and all is silent,
Moonlight reflecting off the water.

A single moment of time,
Wishing I could freeze it forever,
That minute of silence,
That minute of calm,
When we felt on top of the world,
Knowing we would no longer be children in the morning.