Prodigal Summer With bated breath, we wait at dark,Excitement brewing like a spark.The countdown begins: 3, 2, 1…Prodigal summer has begun. Electricity splits the sky,We scatter fast as shadows fly.Through darkened yards, we laugh and run…Prodigal summer has begun. Behind the shed, I crouch down low;They call me out—I dash and go.I kick the canContinue reading “Prodigal Summer”
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Summer Beckons
The post reflects nostalgic memories of summer and childhood during the sixties, highlighting joyful experiences like listening to music, playing outdoors, and enjoying simple pleasures. The writer expresses gratitude for their upbringing, emphasizing the importance of family and cherished moments that shaped their identity. Anticipation for the upcoming summer is also conveyed.
Colleen Keller Breuning 