High on the scent of summer
Giddy with going away
Collecting my paints and art supplies
Saving new books for rainy days.
Driving too fast down a two-lane road
Lightning intensifying the drive
Bright green lawns have been mowed
The corn and beans grow high in the field.
I feel like I’m sixteen again
Newly licensed and ready to fly
Yet I don’t forget where I’ve been
But I feel like it’s going to be alright.