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Innocence

An end of summer lullaby
glides on an evening breeze.
We watch a little dragonfly
dance out from distant trees.

He pokes and prods the summer air
soaring through the light.
our children laugh without care,
some magic in this flight.

An end of summer lullaby
keeps days that do not end.
The sweet and heartfelt promises,
a tender summer friend.

Our children play and dance along,
all adventures won!
Not noticing this summer song
beneath the setting sun.

 

 

 

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