Poetry by 
Terry Lowenstein.
Photography by
Dolores Neilson.

A Kaleidoscope of Days
 
 

Yesterday open windows and screen doors
were as common as clothes on a line.

Summer meant hopscotch,
bike riding or roller skating.
We savored ice cream,
popsicles and picnics.
The sun's haze wove magic.

Dreams rode soap bubbles
 that floated on laughter.
Secrets were whispered
 among cousins who lived,
just houses away.

Best friends shared
pinwheel days of youthful energy,
and hours were busy
 as we tested our life's boundaries .

Then imagination ruled
even as ice cubes melted in a glass,
and fireflies floated in the air.

Perhaps, this is why we didn't notice,
the dog days of summer wag by.


 
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