Sunnyside, Washington

I always like summer best.
You can eat corn right off the cob
from Mom & Dad’s garden
and ruby-red cherries
and juicy watermelon that runs down your chin
and blackened hotdogs
at backyard barbeques
and roast golden marshmallows that you eat in layers
at the fire pit
and run through the sprinklers
and play card games (like Phase Ten and Golf)
not only when you are 8 years old
but always.