Memories of the 90s

I remember a time
when we played until dark,
running home for dinner
before the streetlights came on.

I remember the sounds
of tree frogs and cicadas
as they sang away the summer nights
and lulled us to sleep.

I remember catching bugs-
fireflies and spiders,
butterflies and beetles-
To examine and admire.

I remember simpler times
without technology,
when books were prized possessions,
and imaginations were endless.

I remember the 1990s
in summer nights and small towns,
where everyone was a neighbor
and life was beautiful.


A picture of me from the late 90s…I think.


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