I walk in the field
stony walls line the meadow
summer air warming my heels
something starting in my soul
of years long sense past
the land before my lush and vast
then like a switch
the air is bright with fireflies
glowing and blinking
bright as stars
a hazy dream when the crickets sing
i remember mason jars full of
bright flashing lights
~K.E
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Anything and Everything Poems
Poetrypoems and short stories and random most will be sad or scary or both