Lilacs and freshcut grass The smells of coming summer The joy of no school Whole weeks of wearing nothing but a speedo The perfectly dirty griminess of bare feet Brown and green from grass and sun How well they grip the earth Days thrown gloriously away Catching garter snakes Sun crackling in the dry grass Cold water straight from the hose Hiding out under the porch Long long evenings Running wild outside the house Sleeping half out the upstairs bedroom window To see the wheel of heaven turn the stars
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