That was Summer
Have you ever tasted summer?
Sure you have.
Remember when we went to Mission Bay
or went to the ice cream shop
and sat on the beach to eat our ice cream
and it melted on our tongues?
Remember when we finished and played at the playground?
That was Summer.
Have you ever smelt summer?
Sure you have.
Remember that time we went swimming
and you could smell the salty sea water
and the seashells smelt like there was dead fish in there?
Remember the smell was still in your towel when you got home?
That was summer.
Have you ever touched summer?
Sure you have.
Remember when you played interclass baseball
or finally getting to have a match against your friends
and won
and the feeling of victory?
Remember when we celebrated by eating ice blocks?
That was Summer.
Have you ever heard Summer?
Sure you have.
Remember when you walked into class
or heard your friends talking to one another
and you say ‘Good Morning’ to your teacher
and then go put your bag in the cloak bay?
Remember how you sat quietly while your teacher was taking the roll.
That was Summer.
Have you ever tasted summer?
Sure you have.
Remember that time you were at the Night Markets
or when you were waiting in line
and you finally got your churro
and you started looking at all the other different accessories you could buy.
Remember how you could smell a bunch of different varieties of foods when you walked into the Night Market?
That was Summer.
