We like the things that summer brings.
It brings the sun.
It brings the heat.
It brings the things we like to eat.
We like this way to spend a day.
We make a sand house on the shore.
We make some windows and a door.
Then waves come up.
They come up fast.
Sometimes our sand house does not last.
We like the the things that summer brings.
It brings us fireworks late at night, all red and yellow blue and white.
We stay awake and think of things…
the happy things that summer brings!
— “Summer” by Alice Low