I can smell the pollen
and taste the aroma of fresh fruit
Everything seems more vibrant
than it was just one season before
The sun smiles at us
As we walk around her cousin earth
She leaves us with her kisses
Little marks of memory
of what happened that day
The water seems to like us
during the high rise of the afternoon
it always wants to pull closer
and splash our feet
It pulls us closer to eachother
bonds us like two ends
of the strongest loathestone
This is the time
when living is easy
and happiness is aboard
everyone's face
smiling to forever
When love is imminent
and bodies are tender
traveling and exploring
the juciest of pears
Where fields stretch on
as long as the days
Wildflowers grow rampantly
Leaving our skin to smell
like jasmine and honeysuckell
This is the time to enjoy
the company of our earth
wandering amongst our
tangled hair and salty skin
This season is not around
for selfish thoughts and reasons
This season is not around
for just a break in education
This season is used as a reminder
that this happiness dwells in every soul
Any day of the year
All you have to do
is tap into the maple tree
and let your syrup drip down
every once in a while
If this is done
just every once in a while
You will find the water to be warmer
the fruit to be jucier
the syrup to be sweeter
Which is
in the end
what life is all about.
