We hop on our bikes,
And ride down the street,
Our wheels thumping,
On the concrete.
We flew down the street,
The wind in our hair,
Whooping and laughing,
Without a single care.
When we arrived,
We jumped right in,
The clear blue water,
Cool against our skin.
The Sun shone down,
Onto the water,
The water’s surface,
Growing hotter.
We splashed water,
At each other,
And then we swam,
After one another.
We skipped stones,
Across the water,
And dunked each other,
Underwater.
We tried to catch,
Fish in our hands,
Along the shore,
Of white sands.
We had a race,
To see who was faster,
My friend swam before me,
And him I swam after.
We dried off,
And went to our bikes,
The Sun casting,
Colorful stripes.
The Sun started,
To set in the west,
To go to the creek again,
Was our one request.
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