Childhood Summers: a sonnet

I wish the clock would wind back half a year

Back to the sultry evenings of midsummer

When we dozed off to sleep with crickets near

And choirs of birds did rouse us from our slumber

Oh, we would call out to the summer breeze

“Sweep us away to see the mighty shores!”

And there we’d stand, our hearts quite well at ease

With smiles, eyes closed, to hear the ocean roars

Six months ago, we were but innocents

Our hearts and hands so softly intertwined

But time moves on without a passing glance

So hastily we left childhood behind

To feel again the warmth of your caress

Would surely be my greatest happiness