Days in July | #4

They linger.
Dancing atop the grass.
Teasing the clouds with thin fingertips.
Meeting the ground with blissful laughter
trailed by the bright shimmer of billowing dresses.
Daffodils bloom around them.
Through them.
Taking each by their stems just to capture the aroma.
Tossing petals through the air,
giving reign to the early draft
like ghosts in an eternal garden.


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