Sweet Summer Poem
I'm in the middle of edits for Sweet Summer, expected in July. It's Shelby's book. Shelby is the youngest sister in Christmas Confusion (go here if you haven't read it to get you ready for the July release date of the second book in the series): https://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Confusion-Christina-Sinisi/dp/1947327690/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Christina+Sinisi&qid=1613573447&sr=8-1
While working on this story, I was inspired to write this poem about the hero's mother, who suffers from Alzheimer's disease. Her character was inspired by my mother-in-law, who passed away over a year ago from this dread illness. Enjoy, if you will, and feel free to share your own childhood memories below.
I will always think of you, Sweet Summer,
When I remember childhood cloud watching and watermelon,
Rocket pops and homemade ice cream,
Clover on the breeze,
Even when I remember so little,
My name and your name escaping into the sky,
Out of my reach.
I will remember what it was like to dangle our feet,
Over the dock and above the rocks.
Your voice will sing to me of those effervescent days,
When bubbles floated on the breeze
And we were young.
Your touch will bring back the heat of the sun,
On our skin and closing our eyes.
Even when I don’t remember at all,
Your Sweet Summer will be part of everything I am,
Even when I am no more.
I love you, my sweet summer child.
Don’t ever forget.