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Sunday, June 13, 2010


Fireflies dash under pecan trees,
Cicadas chirp on pine-scented air,
Frogs bark from the creek below,
Red-clay june bugs on the window screen,
Crickets sing from the tangled wisteria, and
Skeeters dart among fragrant magnolia blossoms.
All captured on the dense, humid air of a Georgia night.
Home. Georgia.


Stuff could always be worse said...

I love this poem, I may borrow it! if u do not mind.

5thsister said...

welcome home dear friend of mine! I have missed you!

Jessica said...

Love it....though I don't love the heat. You're probably the only person around who's going to enjoy this summer.

Good to see a new post. We've got to get you online more.