mason jar nightsA Poem by keithfire flys lighting bugsmason jar nights screened porch kept skeeters at bay hot summer sun had its way summer storms went and went fields of hay from breeze were bent sometimes kool aid other days not it was a country summer hot hot hot sunset paraded its pallet of colors we laughed and talked about others dark caused change in light the change of light made it night then the festivity would begin fire flys lighting bugs were here again with mason jars sans lid we chased the lighting bugs we did it was fun it was such need our fondest memories are tickled indeed when one would holler ... GOTCHA! catch one let one go watch the magic glow rents hollered BED! past regular time did we did stray on those hot hot summer's day we 'ed slow our way across the lawn hit the bed one more yawn wake up get up the day would begin another summer day to do it all again ================================================== not all memories are good memories learn from the negs don't keep getting beaten down there is much mental health care available to all of us it can help make your day manageable it could save your life there is no room for embarrassment it happens to all of us just ask © 2022 keith |
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Added on May 3, 2022 Last Updated on November 9, 2022 Authorkeithnowhere you would want to knowAboutwho i am, what i be ... i write about that from which many shy. i am not afraid. i know the costs of living life for all it's worth. i am but complicatedly simple. i sing the words of no fear and ce.. more..Writing
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