Summer Sparklers

October 7, 2017
By zoejkreed BRONZE, Bloomington, Indiana
zoejkreed BRONZE, Bloomington, Indiana
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I don’t know why I remember the sound of fireflies--
Singing me to sleep with their buzz of a lullaby.

They remind me of the sticky summer heat
And the sweat between my shoulder blades after hikes with dad.

I see my brother’s figure dart through the trees
Trying to catch each glowing orb of light.

I light up a sparkler and frantically
Try to squeeze my name between the constellations.

My dog scurries toward shelter beneath the bushes
He is terrified of fireworks.

It is the 4th of July, I think
There are still four weeks left of summer.


The author's comments:

I wrote this piece for a Creative Writing class. I had to write about a memory I had and for some reason this came to mind. I have such fond memories of summers with my family and I really tried to narrow in on some of my favorite things in this poem. 


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