Wednesday, September 1, 2010
The Last Day of Summer
If I could suspend the summer in midair, I would hold on to brand new shin guards for soccer camp.
I would freeze frame Avalon Freeze.
I would bottle the ocean breeze.
And take a still photo of rope swings over the dark waters of Ricker Pond.
I would preserve my niece's blond hair and my nephew's blue eyes.
If I have to, I would glue the energy at the waterpark to the walls.
And freeze the conversations I had in my 24 hours in N.Y.C.
I would package up three flights to the border of Canada, fold in all the tubing, bald eagles, and smoothies.
I would record and save the cackles of little humans leaping into ponds.
And frame the view from on top of the world.
But most definitely, I would hold on to this day for the middle of winter when we're all covered in creosote from the woodstove.