My summer memories return 
to the grapevine we had growing 
on our back porch.
By June, the grapes were ready to pick. 
The bees got first choice. 
My neighbor, Kimberly, 
would help me pick the best ones 
for eating on the spot.
We also shared a pet turtle.
We printed our initials 
on his shell with nail polish.
Every year the turtle would return. 
Just like the memories of summer.