This Summer not only flowers but magic blossomed in our neighborhood.
Driveways got filled with chalk art and innocent secrets were shared. Every beetle was observed and ants ran for cover as little scientists scaled the grounds. Stories happened and games got invented! There were nasty fights, cuts and falls but all was forgotten.
There were songs sung in chorus and amazing dance moves! There were dirty hands, feet as well, and soaked muddy shoes. Round eyes laughed and ruddy cheeks sparkled as they got engaged in charming chatter.
I saw stars in their wild hair and music in the shrieks. Imaginary characters came to life and so much was make belief.
Yes, I saw it all from my brown chair…experiencing it all like lines of an old prayer.
Many many years back, I was a part of the magic… now, sadly, just an observer!