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Summer Solstice

  • Writer: David Richard Boyd
    David Richard Boyd
  • Jul 9, 2019
  • 1 min read

I will remember you alive.

Wind in your hair, like a storm of summer wheat. The sunlight in your eyes. Your contagious laughter.

Wind in your hair, like a storm of summer wheat. Whispering secrets in my ear. Telling me not to worry. Everything will be all right.

Whispering secrets in my ear. The butterfly that landed on your hand. Everything will be all right. Our laughter as we played.

The butterfly that landed on your hand. The sunlight in your eyes. Our laughter as we played. I will remember you alive.


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