Summer
Do you remember how cold the water was?
And how eager you were to swim?
Do you remember the sun shining on us
and the rocks we walked to get in?
Summer has always brought me presents
wrapped up in little boxes with smaller bows.
I like to open them again to remember
the way my love for you grows.
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