Childhood

Summer sun

She glistens home

And lights up the midday air,

The hazy streaks

On crazy streets

To make the traffic stop and stare

In the lazy afternoon

Waves of water flicker through the air;

Bubbles bright,

(Transparent-like)

Give glimpses of the scene:
Hear giggles

Splitting through the day,

Children shriek and laugh and play;

Dragons fly

And sprinklers lie

As dormant as them on the grass;

The bench is wet,

So is she, for the hose

Is manned by her man.

Life is ripe,

And green and glorious,

Only brown is not out of sight,

The rainbows flash,

The water falls,

But cannot hide the night.

The End

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