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Junostalgia

“Hey Freak!
How’s you?”
Some greeting
For me
(Oh of course,
This and
The bear-hugs
Of my cousins
That completely
Swallowed me)
As
We arrived
In the
Sweltering,
Scorching
Indian plains,
After
Eight hours
In a
Creaking bus,
With
Dust, sweat,
Grime,
And
Anticipation
Of fun,
And frolic,
Written large
In our
Colgate smiles,
Days
Passed in
Sheer bliss;
Nights
Filled with
Insomnia,
Unending
Chat sessions,
Scary stories,
Dusky rendezvous
With
Fleeting friendships,
Cycling competitions,
Cool showers
For twilight,
Bedtime praying.
Of course,
We were freaks!
To be
Spending
Our summers
Away from
Our little
Cool and refreshing
Hilly hamlet.

Comments

  1. This captures the essence of several summers I spent as a early teenager. Ah, memories.

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    1. Yes I tried to and I am glad that effort reflects. Thank you so much Editors.

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  2. Yes there is a familiarity to this for sure

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  3. A trip down memory lane! I like the style of this.

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  4. I miss those summers! Reminds me of vacations at my grandparents' with my cousins. Thanks for this little bit of nostalgia!

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    1. Awwww! Vacations at my grandparent's - the mere thought kept me going for the rest of the year at times :) Thank you for sharing your thoughts here

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  5. I didn't have cousins growing up (my cousin is fifteen years younger than me.) Freak used in this instance made me smile because it felt more like an expression of endearment rather than a derogatory name.

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    1. Endearment. Exactly ... Thank you so much Janna :)

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  6. So lovely - I especially like Colgate smiles and the loving use of the word freak - Refreshing change! I miss those easy summers.

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  7. It sounds like a lot of fun, and definitely worth the sweaty trip (:

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    1. Totally Draug. Every single second worth it :) Thank you so much

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  8. Such fun summers! I miss nights of summer that felt endless!

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  9. I remember some sleepless nights too away from home and my own bed, when visiting cousins, and well meaning relatives, some welcomed, some not so. :)

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  10. Serenade of summer, what a wonderful retreat.

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  11. its not a bad kinda freak at all though...made me think of summers growing up...we'd play all night if our parents let us...

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