Moments

I reflect upon a boyhood moment in golden summer light of some morning with my mother as she hangs clothes to dry on an outside line and a wind whispered through our lives I glimpse in a boy’s young eyes those little sparkles glimmering of sunlight like Star specks through dresses and t-shirts backlighted and dancing pinned to a line. These days held magic

This was a world of wonders

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