Summer

The rays of the sun shine down upon my head.
I let out a sight of contentment.
The sunburn on my arm is blood red
And vibrant.

I wade into the shallow water
And let it surround me.
In the distance I can see a sleek, brown otter
Crawling towards the shade of the great, green tree.

The ants tickle my toes,
And I flick them away.
A day like this helps me to forget my woes
And keep them at bay.

The sky turns to pink and purple with the sunset.
A day like this is something I won’t forget.