Summer

I Feel The Cool Breeze Under The Massive Oak Tree.
I Smell The Cooked T-Bone Steak Smoking On The Barbecue.
I See The Waves Crashing Against The Mossy Stone Rocks.
I Hear Slurps And Licks Of Ice-Creams And Frozen Cokes.
I Listen To The Screams Of Joy From The Kids In The Sea.

 By Jamie.