Childhood

Fluttering past strands of jade
Butterfly s-a-i-l-s up floats
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Lovingly kisses dew drops in the morning sun(shine)

Camaraderie is fresh within young hearts
Jumpthroughpuddles
splish!
splash!
Cashew colored hair whips wildly around smiling faces

Day closes, fun drifts – good-bye-
Mother makes lasagna
sleeeepinesss descends heavily as

Rain r-a-m-b-l-e-s on a tin roof
beating as I watch the crescent moon
wade among a plethora of vivacious stars

Wet drops f a l l below,
smacking the warm cement on
a sultry August night