Summers Memories

Its an almost memory, a little strange, but please read and review

Hot summer day

    Heat haze over long grass

A field outside town

   Drift through old memories.

 

A field just like this

   In unseasonably hot

Un-british Weather

   Peaceful and endless.

 

The glory days

   Ne'er a worry between us

calm blue eyes

   Just like the sky.

 

I watched the clouds

   And traced their shape with my fingers

while you messed with my hair

   too long to be still.

 

Sudden rain

   drenching us to the bone

shrieks of laughter

   and spun, arms outstreched.

 

Untill we fell, exhausted

   Back to earth,

wet and muddy,

  and we didn't, couldn't care.

 

 

Author's Note

I found it hard to classify, if you have a better genre, please let me know

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

It's a lovely memory, whether entirely true or not. Young lovers, fresh and alive, beneath a sunny, summer sky is an image loved by artists and romantics everywhere, and forever shall be.