All was Golden in the Sky

laughter echoing across the wooden picket fence

honeysuckle blossoms between sweet cherry-red lips

the hollow echo of a pebble bouncing across pavement

Olive eyes drinking in the cotton candy clouds stretched across the sky

The wind runs gentle fingers through loose brown hair, carrying whispers of summer fields and fingers sticky with vanilla cream

faint streaks of kool-aid dyed hair

woven round wilted dandelions

giggles and grass stained knees

crawling under splintering wooden beams and weaving around rusty equipment,

following the thin tabby cat to the horses in their rolling pastures,

wiry tails flicking at the swathes of flies floating lazily on the stagnant patch of warm air

rolling down the window, listening to the crackling radio

the tires squealing on loose gravel ,

laugh and look up at the sunroof, sun baking freckled shoulders

come across a small fruit stand

peach juice dripping down lips and bony elbows

raspberry stained fingers wave goodbye as the car pulls away,

a tub of strawberries dripping onto the passenger's seat