In summer I like to pick the fresh yellow butter cups
that grow in the fields.
In summer flowers bloom out of the dark damp soil
with colorful colours.
In summer hills roll past the corner of my eye
as I walk to the entrance.
In summer my sight catches children playing with their older siblings while the adults sit and blabber away.
In summer the water splashes. It creates a cheesy
smile from a little creature.
In my time I like to play.
But most of all I love to spend time with my friends and my family
in one of the places that creates joyful memories in my mind.