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Prompt Words: fireflies, campfires, creeks, trees, fishing pole, marshmallows, summer |
| It was a marshmallow summer! You know the type I mean long hot days, short cool nights, campfires flickering, and fireflies blinking. There were no creeks where we lived, so Grandpa took us to The Lake. I remember, Grandma and I sat under the trees enjoying the cool evening breeze. Grandpa and my brothers, each with a fishing pole in hand, stood on the boat dock casting their lines into the muddy Chikaskia River. It didn't matter if they caught any fish because we would end the night roasting marshmallows and listening to Grandpa tell tall tales. Line Count: 25 Prompt Words: fireflies, campfires, creeks, trees, fishing pole, marshmallows, summer Written for
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