Riding outside on bikes until sunset and sleeping in a fort into dawn Chasing down the ice cream truck and popsicles drip on the cement Playing in the biggest yard in the block and maybe a trip or two to the park Whipping out the hand gadget games and racing across the lawn Lemonade pouring into the cup and watching the big parades Grilled cheese or pizza for lunch and a scooter ride around the corner The innocent laughter fills the july muggy air The fireworks display the sky and put minds in awe The sparklers come out and the fun starts The swimming pools and sprinklers cool it all off The games in the dark The ones we weren’t supposed to play They told us it was too dark but we would play anyway We would play until the next day and the day after that One day it would all end and the day’s routine would go away September would start and new kids would begin to roam the block Eventually winter came and we went inside Until one day we were older and just didn’t have time The summer days were glorious and the memories are all mine Reminiscing on childhood puts a perspective on time