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The Summer I Turned Fifteen
The green grass rose up to meet us,
Its prickly ends sharp on our soft skin which
We rolled in, laughing a colorful dream
We did not exist beyond the road leaving our little town
Shaking twigs from our hair, we lifted ourselves up into the trees
Whose green leaves sheltered us from the beating sun
But didn’t stop us from seeing the sun
Scatter green images across the bark. Afternoon.
Sunscreen applied and bikinis on, we raced to the pool,
Not caring our feet ached from blisters
We danced to the low beat of Heather,
Passed shrimp lo mein, coca colas, hamburgers,
Rita cups filled with every flavor imaginable
We gobbled cotton candy grapes, sweet as the summer sunrise
Shared on both beach and mountains
We laid under our beautiful weeping willow, one phone pressed against our three ears
Taking in every word of the show, so cherished to our hearts
And mouthing the words to our so loved parts
Staring at the stars, rubbing our sunburnt arms,
Tossing a glance through the chain link at the improbable world beyond
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This is a copy change poem to The Summer I Was Sixteen by Geraldine Connolly.