Summertime

Here's something:

There is something about the quiet peaceful calm
within the house that speaks of no other time of year than this
Something about the cool shaded darkness
of my room when the shades are down
the blurry noise of the fan twisting to and fro
the somewhat cool air being blown about
brushing up loose papers
It is scorching hot outside but dark and cool inside my room
I take refuge from the blazing heat as I sit on my bed in shorts and a bikini top
I reflect on summers past, recalling the good ol days
running through the sprinklers, before we moved into a house with a pool
taking long gulps of cool water, straight from the hose
washing the car just to get wet
block parties on fourth of July
sitting in a dark room, sometimes there was AC, sometimes not
enjoying a cool escape from a really hot day