Fond memories of the lilac scent floating in the checkerboard screen on a mid-summer's night...with a slight breeze and stars twinkling above.
Laying awake in my darkened childhood bedroom, I waited on a life waiting to be lived, dreaming that after prom and proposals came marriage.
Across bare breasts a warm, muggy breeze floating in the checkerboard screen on a mid-summer's night, the stars twinkling above...with the only good thing coming from the outside lilac trees.
Three decades later the intricate purple buds blossom, and take me back to the day when a life waiting to be lived seemed unattainable...but now is a grand fantasy.
(Photo by Nella Masil)
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