like a starter pistol
shot up close
breakneck lessons
at the speed
of bumpy hayrides
pumpkin patch
rollicking
in fast-jostle motion
counted
with giggles
and stolen snapshots
one day at a time
up to bedtime
in joyous bedlam
reeling
pulling in memories
like a fighting ocean fish
gorging souls
in a cosmic fish fry
to the light
of fireflies
as children laugh
out in the dusky light
