Before summer got too hot we fooled around on playgrounds. We swung blistered palms on monkey bars, got dizzy on tire swings.
Before winter got less cold we played in the snow. We ate icicles off our parents’ cars, sipped cocoa with tiny marshmallows.
The world was still hospitable; home.
Audrey Lee is a student from New Jersey. She enjoys writing flash fiction and poetry.
Dem wuz da daze
Growing up in Ottawa in the 70s, I remember those days :-)
Love this
A poignant commentary on what was, what is, and what might be.
Now autumn has turned into second summer :| This is very beautifully written!