Nostalgia

Summer sun 
Mild dehydration, 
The gentle hum of the air conditioner  
A kind of time machine, to days gone by  

The sun rising over blue waters, 
I wake up early, just to laze around 
Must eke out every second of nothingness  
From the summer 

Summer sun beating down,  
Joy and tribulations, 
Arguments, friendships tested, 
But everything's back to normal,  
After an early morning game of cricket.  

Shade and a cool breeze, 
Provide respite,  
As the summer sun melts my ice cream, 
Faster than I can eat it  

The sun setting slowly 
Bathing the city in an orange light, 
Sand between my toes, 
Sand everywhere, 
The beach is the only place to be.