The days are getting warmer

 The days are getting warmer,

the nights a little longer…

And somehow,
it all comes rushing back.

Sticky fingers.
Melting ice cream.
Sprinkles falling faster than they can catch them.

Laughter echoing down the street
long after the sun goes down.

No schedules.
No rushing.
Just one more bite,
one more story,
one more minute before bedtime.

You don’t realize it at the time,
but these are the days
that stay with you forever.

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