On those hot sunny days, we looked for

vibrant green sea of grass to lie down on

Feeling the warm breeze drifting through humid air

Pleasantly irritating sounds of bugs filling the air

At nightfall, we watched pink skies turn to starry nights

In the distance, we heard ocean waves dancing to the shore

As we sat through the boiling hot weather,

I wondered why everything felt so fresh.

We stayed up all night, to fill it with joy and laughter

and happiness wasn’t a big deal for us, as it was right there

You looked like Daisy,

smelt like Lavender,

adventurous like Wildflower.

How can my memories be more alive than I am?

This Story is not just about me, 

We all have memories of our golden days

Sometimes when we close our eyes, they appear so vivid

As if they’re from last night’s dream