“Summer Child”
By Erin O’Connor ’25
I fell in love with the earth at a young age.
I fell in love with the spray of the sun,
And I fell in love with the voice of the wind.
Even though I was born in the midst of winter,
I soon became a summer child.
I dreaded the dead of the cold,
I yearned for the sweetness of the light.
I fell in love with the soft blades of grass,
And I fell in love with the harsh throws of the ocean.
I fell in love with the palate of the sky,
And I fell in love with the symphony of the moon.
I fell in love with the spirit of the people,
And I fell in love with the theatrics of it all.
I am in love with the nature of art,
And I am in love with the art of nature.