I Remember

I remember

The sunlight on my skin

My hair blowing, too wild to pin

That summer 

I remember

The smell of flowers in the heat

The music I loved, the beat

That summer

I remember

The dots of rain on my window

The scent of grass, after a mow

That summer

I remember

The moonlight shining through the glass

The nights too short to let pass

That summer

But every year, the world would spin, round and round it went

Away went the heat, the sun, the beat, even the precious scent

The leaves fall, turning brown, crunched down to grains, gone would be all

The sun would leave, the clouds would come, storms, they would conceive

Bears would sleep, squirrels would cease, birds no longer peep

I remember

The sunlight on my skin

My hair blowing, too wild to pin

That summer

I remember

The smell of flowers in the heat

The music I loved, the beat

That summer

I remember

The dots of rain on my window

The scent of grass after a mow

That summer

I remember

The moonlight shining through the glass

The nights too short to let pass

That summer

But every year, the world would spin, round and round it went

Away the leaves, the bears and birds, even the sun, away it sent

Ice and snow would fall, from monster clouds, blanketing trees so tall

Skies would turn gray, clouds would grow big, leaving not a sun ray

The air grows cold, the trees seem dark, the world gets very old

I remember

The sunlight on my skin

My hair blowing, too wild to pin

That summer

I remember

The smell of flowers in the heat

The music I loved, the beat

That summer

I remember

The dots of rain on my window

The scent of grass after a mow

That summer

I remember

The moonlight shining through the glass

The nights too short to let pass

That summer

But every year, the world would spin, round and round it went

Away the snow, the clouds, the cold, it sent

The ice would melt, the leaves would grow, greeting the return of a rabbit pelt

Flowers emerge, the grass turns green, awake in the sun's surge

The birds would sing, taking to the air, flapping every wing

I remember

The sunlight on my skin

My hair blowing, too wild to pin

That summer

I remember

The smell of flowers in the heat

The music I loved, the beat

That summer

I remember

The dots of rain on my window

The scent of grass after a mow

That summer

I remember

The moonlight shining through the glass

The nights too short to let pass

That summer

Is here

Reviews

[Revolutionary]

I can see this being used in a song with some reggae type music.I wanted it to be summer as i read your poem

[Deck_As_Heck]

i understand what your saying. summer is like the greatest thing ever and then this monster of cold and leaves and unhappy comes and takes it all away until next year. I always get depressed right around this time because i don't have the sunny and happy to lift me up. It's always cold and dreary. great work. this really got to me because it made me remember somethings of my own. keep it up!