Lightning BugI am from lightning bugs in a jar,
games of tag and building forts with friends,
running through sprinklers on a hot summer day,
and kool-aid colored smiles

I am from chasing ice cream trucks down the block,
playing hula hoops in the driveway,
jacks on the front stoop,
and dodgeball in the backyard

I am from games of make believe and imagination,
playing dress up for a date with John, Paul, George, or Ringo,
dance contests in the basement,
and white lipstick

I am from dinner with family on Sundays
having a special seat at the table,
saying grace before you eat,
and asking to be excused

I am from calling for friends,
running between backyards,
sharing penny candy,
and never being bored