The firefly children
Flit, garlanded in glowing,
Rainbow necklaces.
The young couples kiss,
Swaying to the hot music,
Under the rum-soaked moon.
My friends, who still brought
Me this year, chat beer-handed
With next-door neighbours.
Wrapped in my fraying,
Tartan, school blanket, I dance
Alone in the wind.
21 July 2007
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