Summer

The sun is a banana slug, lazy and content –

Floating in the blue like we do.

The sun is a little fox, playful and intriguing –

Always finding time for one more small adventure.

The sun meets the sea like we meet one another,

Leaping and crashing and sparkling – brighter together.

We don’t need a hammer to build our escape –

Our imaginations will do.

We can journey to a pirate cove, a castle full of ghosts,

A mermaid world, a fairyland, a planet all our own…

They dissolve in one another like paper in a stream,

Expanding and changing and dancing like we do.

We are fireflies, inextinguishable, if only for today.

We are everywhere the light is, shining in the dark.

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