(this was also posted in my journal)
my summertime always has spirit
i try to give it life
my days spent in the heat
my hair scared of the humidity
building and building our friendship;
we bask in summer's freedom.
the crazy things we do with this freedom
it gives us our girlish spirit
working hard on our friendship
--and actually having a life
sweating from the humidity
living in the heat.
we praise the sun that shine's its heat
thankful we have freedom.
spraying ourselves down in anticipation of humidity
skipping around with high spirits
breathing in scents of the surrounding life
making memories of friendship
obeying the golden rules of friendship
our summer spent together in this heat
like together, we have one life
putting to no good use, our freedom
having a child-life spirit
in the stickiest of humidity
dewy is our skin in humidity
together, our hands clasped in friendship
playing is our happy spirit
our excitement no less because of heat
we've fallen in love with the freedom
we've fallen in love with a beautiful life
we never wish to give up this life
our worries never centered around the humidity
just the seemingly everlasting freedom
our strong friendship
and our long days spend in the heat
i think in these days lives our spirit
in our Life past summer, let us keep Friendship.
when the Humidity falters, let us still think of Heat.
and when our Freedom diminishes, let us remember Spirit.