Summer of Soul

Summer of Soul

Summer of Soul is reminiscent of me. Back when my soul was free!

Full of dancing, family barbecues, jiving on my cousins and friends, laughing , double dutching til the street lights came on that’s when living was free. Hot combs, patent leather shoes traded in for platforms, cornrows, and afros. Sewing hot pants, hearing “gurl I hope you have enough hem to let down those pants!”! Now that’s when living felt free. Lighten bugs caught in a jar, while trying to count the stars in the sky. The summers of my soul will never die. 

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