Ghost of Childhood Happiness

Occasionally the ghost
of my childhood
visits to remind me
of the happiness I
found in the
world’s simple
Dragonflies skimming
across a still pond
A shower of falling autumn
The crackle and pop of
a campfire
The after rain smell of wet earth
and honeysuckle
Occasionally she shows up
Tugs on my memory
and reminds me to
slow down and enjoy
this revolving world around


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