Paint Chip Poem

Clearwater is the color ย of the swimming pool

with the hot shining sun coming down on it.

I remember when my cousins and I would jump into

the pool on the diving pool and how it felt to make

A big splash.

I can still hear all the laughter that my cousins and I made.

We laughed till our stomachs ached.

I can still see all the different jumps we did.

Like the star jump and the pencil jump.

Our faces had a big smile on it,

like it was the last day of our lives.

I miss when my younger cousin Jack was younger

and I could do piggyback rides for him.

He would beg me for them.

Clearwater is the color of the swimming pool,

where I had all my great memories in it ๐Ÿ™‚