Wands

Wands 

gave us bubbling sparks
with soap
drips
and (flower) puddles

when we were outside,
        the  sun  
and the wind
blew                   everything
away  

we could smell where we were,
the heat plated our skin
in sweat but we couldn’t figure out
if it was us, or the precipitation
of popped bubbles  

we ate popsicles and Freezies flavoured;
strawberries and raspberries 
and vanilla
                   pavement dawdled in
               leaking drips
and    rainbow puddles,  

we knew it was summer 
from the length of our strides. 

  

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