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remembrin’ summer
tarry roads that blow bubbles
melted crayon goo… 🦊❤️
Yesterday my friend Hester posted a photograph of a red crayon melting on the sidewalk. She responded to my response, “There HAS to be a haiku here, right!?” And she was right! As a kid I have vivid recollections of hot, hot, hot summer days. On some days the tarry seams of our old alleyways would bubble up as if they were a nice wad of Fleer Bubblegum. We would pick those bubbles like flowers and form them into black balls that would harden like baseballs. And yes there were melted crayons on the sidewalks too. Thanks for the great photo and impetus for my haiku post today, Hester!!! Enjoy the heat while it lasts folks!!! 🦊❤️