Bright

Bright

It is hot breath across your neck

It is a woman on the deck

The warm juice of supple peaches

The bright shells on salty beaches

A swaying palm in dry, hot sun

A panting dog of parched tongue

In funnel cake, in carousel

In pennies thrown in wishing well

From strawberries of scarlet hue

From thick green grass still wet with dew

To camping trips with marshmallows

To butterflies of bright yellows

The End

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