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I recall the balmy summer nights of youth…
how soft gray gossamer mists hugged the meadow
settling on streams and lowland gullies.
We watched the stars appear one-by-one;
the Milky Way melting over the mountaintops
slipping away far past our sightline.
We chased fireflies through open fields
capturing in cupped hands, to release once again.
With child-like exuberance, we shared hopes and dreams
as countless as the luminaries twinkling overhead.
Oh for the simplicity of those long ago moments…
how brief they were —
how far we have wandered.
© Ginny Brannan 2015
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