Summerboy
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...
(Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You'll Go!)
We all only get a handful of childhood summers, but the happy scars they leave behind last forever.
So many first times. Jumping off the rope swing with the sweetest, most vulnerable hope that the water will catch you. Holding the hand of the person who makes you dumb, palms sticky from tree sap and handlebar grips.
Breaking bones, breaking records, breaking hearts. Everything is possible.
This is Summer.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...
(Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You'll Go!)
We all only get a handful of childhood summers, but the happy scars they leave behind last forever.
So many first times. Jumping off the rope swing with the sweetest, most vulnerable hope that the water will catch you. Holding the hand of the person who makes you dumb, palms sticky from tree sap and handlebar grips.
Breaking bones, breaking records, breaking hearts. Everything is possible.
This is Summer.
