Smells Like Summer Poem by Al J. Cuesta

Smells like summer
Flowers of freedom blossomed,
Not so long a go
Bicycles wheels are a-bouncin'
For they'll soon be out for show
Children started a-dreamin'
‘Bout silver linen waves
Mountains caps care for no snow
Men no longer a-wonderin'
If they're truly men or if they're slaves
Smells like summer now
Smells like opportunities a-risin'
Smells like freedom flowers
That you'll soon receive n' give
Salty sand seducing
A new morning meant to live
Sun sets will be shinin'
Silhouetted on her sweet shimmering sweat
Granted gifts of fragile water
That truly foresee some fun cool summer
Some smell of a summer,
We will never care to forget