Summer Fun

Each summer - hurrah! We got out of school. How much we could do outdoors to have fun. Kickball we’d play; we’d ride bikes to the pool. We’d spend nearly all our time in the sun. Night time would find us outside our homes too with siblings or with the neighborhood throng. Sun lingered and there was still much to do as evenings grew cool and shadows grew long. . . . And just before dark enveloped the day, something would come that enthralled me the most - small creatures that flitted every which way - each blinking, then vanishing like a ghost. I miss seeing fireflies, for it was grand to catch and then hold one inside my hand. For Nayda Ivette Negron's "Summer Fun" Contest