smashed wooden pieces lay outside by the garden of roses.
a fire pit sat beside five small stone benches in circle fashion.
light burns slow and wispy, simmering away the day’s humidity.
as roasted marshmallows and melted chocolate squeeze in cookies crumbs
smell of sweet, smoky, tender somethings seep into our dazed memories.
coolness sweeps in fresh air as we exhale regrets and bitter tragedies.
each take a moment to look afar as tops of trees shade the midnight moon.
tone: resurrection, hopeful, camaraderie, contradiction, beauty hidden