What I would give

for a nap after a day on the river,

cheeks rosy and hot

kissed by the sun.

To wake up at 9:30

with not one ounce of urgency in my body.

Only restricted by my own wishes,

the day ahead just as busy or relaxed as I choose.

For the month of July to come

accompanied by the commotion of fairs, concerts, and music.

Dancing effortlessly into the late hours of the night

without a worry in the world.

To drive into the sunset with no destination,

creating the best unexpected memories

that will last a lifetime.

The ones that I will reminisce about

as I am rocking in my creaking wooden chair at 80 years old.

Although not my intention to wish my life away,

I want nothing more than the weightless days of heat to come.

I will choose to cherish each present day –

thinking about what I would give for it to be summer.