Memories floating through spacious time, January til June and then July a month of independence and celebration Bonfires and Hotdogs a child’s sensation. A bouquet of Marshmallow fills the air burnt on the outside, black and gooey, excitement as the softness passes the lips, Sadness as one falls into the fire squeals for the taste of just one more. Crackle and pop the flames a blaze, orange and red, the nights eyes gaze at fireworks exploding across the sky, Cheers as colors multiply. ...