For that endless stretch of summer where every moment belonged to you alone
For playing sharks and minnows with your friends, fingers pruning in the water
For feet sinking into the gritty sand of the beach, ocean breeze on your face
For long hours on the lifeguard stand, twirling your whistle
For sunscreen, watermelon, chlorine, and popsicle red lips
For long car rides with your friends, feet on the dashboard, singing out loud
For running crazy through the spray of the sprinklers, too young to have worries
For bare feet, sunburns, sticky fingers, and the chorus of cicadas

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