Summertime   6 comments




A soft quiet night

And the warm air is still

Lightning bugs floatin’

Up there on the hill

No hint of a moon

Just stars in the sky

It’s a soft, sultry night

At the start of July


Boy and Girl






Posted July 8, 2014 by PapaBear in Experiences, Memories, Personal, Poetry

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6 responses to “Summertime

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  1. How did I miss this lovely one?

  2. Oh, I wish my July nights had been like this lately! Lovely work, Paul!


  3. That’s a beautiful start of July …

  4. Beautiful words as always, Paul.

  5. I can smell the summer night and feel the release of the day and the peace of the night all in your words. You have captured show and don’t tell perfectly!

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