Fun
Fun
Let the summer begin,
school is out soon and I am
ready
To hit the shore, swim, and skim.
Play manhunt at night.
Run on the tar then grass and then more tar.
And get in trouble by the annoying neighbors,
that we are staying up too late.
We stay up anyway.
With friends I only
see
in the
summer.
Always memories from the hot summer are fresh in my
mind when school starts in the
fall.
Never let’s you forget times of
childhood.
Let the fun begin!
surlax5
June 3rd, 2008 at 11:36 am
Dear surlax5,
Your poem “Fun” is perfection. I think that it’s great how you talk about how much fun the summer can be. I really liked the part “Always memories from the hot summer are fresh in mind” you did a very good job adding a lot of detail to that line. I could picture that seen in my head, the hot summer activities and remembering the good times. No suggestions.
-odyssey23