Summer,
Sometimes, I struggle to describe happiness and serenity, the words slipping from my mind like a flowing stream. But the moment the frost thaws and the sun peers from behind the clouds, I once again begin to understand.
I close my eyes, welcoming the peace of a summer breeze. The warmth on my skin introducing the return of an old friend.
We get lost in a summer haze. Freckles dusting our cheeks as if kissed by the sun that bestows it's affection as our skin turns to gold.
Even your evenings are gentle, with the watercolour skies reflecting on the calm waters that brush the shore. I know that this is what peace feels like. What happiness must be.
And I don't think that will ever change.
Love always,
H.M.T.
Photo by Amelia Golightly.
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