POETICALLY INCLINED: Dear Summer....

i anxiously await u.
fireworks and 25 candles.
new opportunities come to light.
dead ends...finally end.
beach trips.
margaritas rimmed in sugar.
BBQs. short shorts & pedicured toes.
big sunglasses. light scents. poppin lip color.

Dear Summer...

hurry and come.
i miss u.



xoxo,
miaMcK