lightning bugs

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Checkered blanket

Spread upon prickly grass,

Still damp, last week's rain.

Lemonade in a cold

Thermos,

Warm summer's touch.

Two figures lay

Back,

Watch the sun inch

Below

The faint swell,

Brushing gray-purple hills.

Light fades,

Disappears, lines in the dusk

Make space for lightning bugs.

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