It is the smell of summer rain
that lingers even in winters’ darkest days
warm and cool and laced with summers fragrant blooms
of honeysuckle and lilac and sandy days
steeped in the warming rays of late afternoon sun

It is the setting sun and lightening bugs
the chill of lemonade on a hot summer day
bees and butterflies dancing on the breeze

It is carefree days and the smell of shade
the moment just before a thunderstorm
crisp and clear and filled with promise

It is the color of dusk expanding across the sky
painting the end of another perfect day

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