Summer gives me a reason
to walk barefoot, no laces to restrict me,
no socks around my ankles suffocating my flesh.

Summer gives me a reason
to wiggle my toes and feel the odd
coolness of the grass between each one.

Summer gives me a reason
to walk on the beach in the middle of the day
pretending I can withstand the suffering
and the pain of the wrath beneath my feet.

Summer gives me a reason
to dangle my feet in cool water
and flick it on someone if I feel tempted.

Summer gives me a reason
to lift my feet and relax in a hammock,
or tip toe while I dance in the rain.

I may seem strangely untamed,
perhaps somewhat insane,
but summer gives me a reason
to be me again.