lost in late june
it’s late but not that late
the sun nowhere in sight
little ones out back yelling
where did it go
where did it go
nobody knows where the
butterflies went
chased away by roman candles
someone did say
someone did say
lost in deep thought
trapping stars in glass jars
smaller than fireflies
falling from the sky
falling from the sky
june two thousand twenty-one
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