The scenes of month seven
Are utter delight,
As twelve pumped-up fireflies
Vanquish the night
Eschewing the bee-dance
Of tight figure-eights;
Most soar haphazardly,
Seeking out mates...
Some amble eastward
While others turn west;
Yet, keeping them playful
Supplies summer-zest ! !
poem by L.P.-G./ July 2022
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