On a freezing, winter day,
My feet remember the prickles on the grass,
My legs remember all the sprinting that made them sore,
My body remembers all the clothes that made it hot,
My arms remember climbing up a tree,
My hands remember the chocolate melting them,
My face remembers getting splashed in the sea,
My mind remembers that summer will be back again soon.
by te awa
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