On icy, winter days,
my feet remember the blazing hot concrete,
my legs remember the warm sand on them,
my body remembers splashing in the cool pool,
my arms remember twirling in the hot sun,
my hands remember eating red ice blocks,
my face remembers the cool brezz blowing on my cheeks,
my mind remembers that summer will be back again soon.
by Niomi
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