Weds poetry prompt: ‘Lost Summers’


Yesterday’s prompt: Write a ‘let the good times roll’ poem

Lost Summers

Sat on those sticky car seats
On sweltering summer day
With windows rolled right down
And Mum or Dad’s music blaring,
(Depending on who was too tired to argue)
We knew good times lay ahead
Along this year’s road, riding it care free
Onward to the holiday highway
With days of wet hair and sandy toes
And a sea of dribbling ice cream cones,
Asking every other second or so
If we were nearly there yet.

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