shooting stars and fireworks
days to remember
We splash and play in the refreshing lake
The sun set late on those Northwestern nights
How I long for, and treasure those warm days
watching shooting stars, wishing as I might
Those days seem so far in the distant past
Memories I will hold close forever
until my dying day I hope will last
Innocent days I want to remember
Fireworks exploding in the night sky
roasting marshmallows on the sandy beach
Laughing as we'd play, you would lift me high
and for my father's hand I'd always reach
Those summer days I never will forget
They'll dance in my mind, " "till the day I'm dead
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Wendy Sanders
I was born to create. I am an artist and writer from the central coast of California with a dash of the Deep South and a pinch of the pacific northwest for extra flavor. Follow me @MissWendy1980 on twitter
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