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The Summer We Were Six
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Lois Slove Losyk


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The screen door slammed
into my memory along
with the jar of fireflies
the two of us caught.
Our cupped palms tickled,
warmed by their glow
in the hot summer night.
It was as if we pulled down
the stars and captured
their luminous lights
for our tiny universe.
 
Watermelon was the reward.
Juice cool and sweet slid down
throats and faces.
Happiness jostled giggles
out of us. They flew around
the house like fireflies
freed from the jar.
 
Come morning,
the stars were gone
along with the fireflies' glow.

 

© by Lois Slove Losyk.
Used with the author’s permission.

 

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Lois Slove Losyk found her passion for writing poetry when she retired two years ago.  Her works have been published in Fire & Chocolate, Bebe and Friends anthologies, the Greensboro News & Record, and several online literary sites.  Her inspiration comes from walking in the woods in Greensboro, North Carolina, by keenly observing life, and recalling her childhood memories.

 


Post New Comment:
Dorcas:
I remember fire flies but, watermelon I never cared for that much.
Posted 01/03/2014 07:51 AM
KevinArnold:
Yes, the poem makes quite an entrance with those first three lines. Memories . . .
Posted 07/10/2013 12:12 PM
erinsnana:
a very sweet poem!
Posted 07/10/2013 07:47 AM
paula:
Great opening line, tender poem.
Posted 07/10/2013 06:06 AM
TheSilverOne:
How fleeting those wonderful years...like stars and fireflies! Beautiful poem.
Posted 07/10/2013 04:19 AM


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