Chapitre 75: Paradelle 8
Lightning Bug Paradelle
By S. Bauer-Zingg
That summer, the fields dry
That summer, the fields dry
We ran about, and flew and chased at night
We ran about, and flew and chased at night
The fields that night dry and chaste
Summer ran - we flew at and about
Lightning bugs, low and near
Lightning bugs, low and near
Tucked into tight-lidded Mason jars
Tucked into tight-lidded Mason jars
Lightning lidded low into Mason jars
Bugs tucked tight and near
They were night lights among dried grass
They were night lights among dried grass
And jewelry, smudged into our skin
And jewelry, smudged into our skin
Jewelry skin - they were into and among dried grass
Our smudged nightlights
Low and near - they were into and among night
Dried lightning -- lidded - chaste bugs
And the fields ran dry
And lights flew at night
Mason jar jewelry - grass smudged about
We tucked that summer tight into our skin
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