it must have been
the coalescence
of thunder,
police sirens,
music blasting from passing cars,
and laughter
that made me think of summer.

it very well could have been.
warm enough anyways,
and when the sun broke
through the clouds,
march turned to june
all in a moment's time.

and i can't wait for
late night drives,
baseball games,
fireworks, and
skinny dipping in the pool.

"you only live once, honey."