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Goodbye Summer

You were the firefly pulsing
outside my window before the rain fell.
As I walk home late tonight
beneath the juneberry trees,
I won’t feel alone.
You’ll be with me,
escorting me safely home,
whispering comfort with light.
Glowing like my heart when you held me.

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One thought on “Goodbye Summer

  1. This fills me with wistful nostalgia

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