I wish there was a defined word in the English language for the feeling that one gets when summer begins.
A word for the supreme sense of freedom, accomplishment, and the intense need to be barefoot and brush your toes in the grass.
A name for the aura of golden sun that makes everyone's faces brighter and warms one right down to their soul.
A feeling of new hope.
God paints with a gold-tipped brush when summertime comes - I know it. He outlines the trees and the strands of hair that are sweat-stuck to our foreheads. The light refracts in and out of our eyes and shines like a copper penny.
Are you out of school yet? If not, when do you get out? What are you doing this summer?