Lounging in the backyard
listening to birds chattering
bare feet curled in the grass
honeysuckle smell
surrounded by lush green leaves blowing
occasional mosquitos
loving the stillness
loving the light lingering
into the evening of this the longest day of the year
children whooping four houses down
trellis of vines gently swaying in fragrant breezes
heart gently thrumming
I am alive.
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