When our longest days lasted
well into the night
that Northern magic
giving us a late twilight
we roamed like wild things
careless but cautious
running through a world gone tame
the sweetness of those times
so easily remembered
with the sweetness of berries
once grown wild
a pause by the wayside
for a small harvest
to fill our bellies
fuel our play
and stain our fingers bright – Caroline A. Slee

The Sweetness #wwwblogs

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