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Summer Again
Bicycle breezes on sunburned skin
Numb tongue, blue with berry frozen pop
Baby-skin
bare feet searing on the sidewalk
Doing that summer shuffle, crablike step...hop
Oh yes, my dear
Summer is
here
Backyard barbecues ducking yellow-jackets
Stuffing ourselves on sweet corn and watermelon
And marshmellows,
speared on sticks
Held over embers, greying on the corners
(just like me)
Red embers glowing bright
In
that soft summer night
Laying back on scratchy, sun-dried grass
Making mansions from the clouds that
Floated
across the perfect blue above
Dreaming of knights and princesses and that
happily-ever-after kind of love
Oh
yes, my darling
I believed in magic, once too
just like you
Darkness, heavy and humid, pinning
us
to sweaty sheets
As we watch the fireflies blink across the screen
and listen to the metalic clicking of the fan,
the
drummer in the cricket band.
Oh yes my dear
Summer is here
Sara Michele O'Sullivan
Copyright 2001.
All rights reserved.
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